Fallacy POV
I took Encre to my room. Making sure he was ready for what I had wanted. He didn't even say yes. He just kissed me.
I leaned into him and started unbuttoning his shirt. He didn't mind. In fact he helped me, not breaking our kiss.
Suave knocked on the door.
"Master Fallacy, May I come in?"
I quickly put Encre's shirt back on and broke our kiss. He looked confused and a bit disappointed.
"My workers don't know you. They'll think you're trying to kill me." I whispered.
He nodded and I opened the door.
"My lord, you do have work to complete.."
He stopped when he saw Encre.
"...I don't even want to know. Listen, you cannot keep this aside any longer, your people are getting worried about the future."
"Suave, what is there to worry about? The people are safe."
"Yes, from animals."
"We aren't currently at war. We'll be fine."
"I hate to interrupt or...dissatisfy you but, I'd say it pays to be prepared." Encre said.
"Ok. I'll get to work."
Encre smiled and went with me assumingely to help me. Not that I needed it.
  "You know, in the morning I will have to go back home. But, I would love to see you again."
  I froze.
  "R...right. You have to go back. Um...yes I would like to see you again."
  He smiled at me.
  "Well, tomorrow then?"
  I nodded and kissed him. He kissed back and started to leave.

Two months later
  I've visited Encre every night without fail. I think people are starting to catch on that we are not just allies.
  I was horrified to find him with a knife through his heart. A man wearing all black walked out of the room.
  I rushed to my loves side.
  "Fallacy...?"
  "Yes, yes Encre it's me. What happened to you!?"
  He was gasping for air and coughing as blood oozed from his mouth.
  "D...dream's brother" he could hardly get the sentence out. "H-he found out...about..."
  I began crying. Something I don't normally do. Kneeling down and holding my love in my arms for the last time, I was scared and on the verge of screaming.
  Encre looked up at me. He was shaking. He must be more afraid than I am. He is the one dying.
  "L...love you."
  "Oh darling, I love you to, please, please stay strong. Y-you'll be ok." That was a lie.
  I had just lied to him and myself.
  When he finally dusted I screamed and sobbed and screamed some more. What was I to do now...?