Chapter 3:
Chapter 1 First Meeting
Skylit Roses
"I don't really care too much about my reputation. If ruining myself means I can get people to see the kind of person my Master really was, then I'd rather be the laughingstock than let a selfless hero be treated like a psychopath." -Liu Ying
Elias tilts his head studying the man who stopped in front of him, the man was the same race as the others of this kingdom however unlike them he had freckles and eyes as blue as the ocean; he was stunningly handsome even to Elias whose tastes were limited to women. The man tilts his head. "Nǐ hǎo.. Nǐ shì shéi? (Hello there.. who are you?)" Elias jumps a little thrown off by both the words coming out of the man's voice, for one he didn't understand what the man said because it was in another language and for two the man's voice had an angelic soft sound to it like the calm waves or the gentle breeze. It was enchanting. "I'm sorry, I don't understand." The man makes a face "Wǒ bù míngbái nǐ zài shuō shénme... (I don't understand what you're saying...)" Elias didn't really need to speak the same language as the man to figure out what he was saying this time, context clues made it quite clear, the man couldn't understand him either. Elias decided to follow his gut and assume that the first thing the man said was something along the lines of Hello, who are you, He places his hand against his chest. "Elias." The man's eyes light up as if pleased they were getting somewhere. "Āilìyǎsī?" Close enough. Elias nods. "Elias. And you?" He points to the man to show he was asking his name; the man presses a long thin finger to his own chest. "Wǒ de míngzì shì Saeha wángzǐ. (My name is Prince Saeha.)" Elias raises his eyebrow. "Zaiah?" The man shakes his head. "Saeha, Say-uh. Lee Saeha." Ah, so it was an S not a Z, Elias nods. "Saeha." The man grins happily, clapping his hands a little. He makes a motion as if pretending he had a crown on "Wángzǐ." Elias could only assume this meant Saeha was some form of royalty. He tried his best to mime out the things he was saying. "Prince? Are you a prince?" Saeha tilts his head confused for a moment before nodding. "Saeha Wángzǐ." Elias studies the appearance of the man one more time, his clothing and accessories DID look a great deal fancier than everyone's else's but if this was what the prince looked like he could only imagine how stunning the Konungr (King) and Dróttning (Queen) must be, he throws his hands around awkwardly trying to mime out what he needed to "I need to... speak with your mother... And father... About my people." Saeha lifts his hand to his chin for a moment adjusting his stance to one of thought "Bàba māmā xiànzài yǒudiǎn máng...... Yěxǔ wǒ kěyǐ bāng nǐ? (Mother and Father are a bit busy right now...... Maybe I can help you?)" Elias scrunches up his nose. 'I really don't understand what he's saying...' "Simple words." The man gives him an awkward apologetic smile "Duìbùqǐ... (Sorry...)" He makes a motion of being busy "Māmā hé bàba, mánglù. (Mother and Father, Busy.)" He points to himself making a motion of helping someone "Wǒ néng... Bāngmáng ma? (Can I... Help?)" Elias nods suddenly sharing Saeha's earlier excitement that they were making progress "Yes!" He awkwardly mimes out his words "My clan would like to settle on the edge of your territory, Would that be okay?" Saeha plays with the tips of his hair a rather troubled expression on his face, Elias could tell he'd mimed something wrong, just what had he said to his highness? Saeha crosses his arms awkwardly averting his eyes "Wǒ bùshì duàn xiù, jiějiě yǐjīng jiéhūnle…… (I'm not a Cutsleeve and sister is married......)" Suddenly Elias felt really awkward, he had no idea what he'd mimed but with a reaction like that it couldn't have good "S-Simpler." Saeha makes an x with his fingers running through a series of motions of a marriage and cutting off his sleeve "Wǒ bùnéng jià gěi nǐ, wǒ bùshì duàn xiù. (I can't marry you, I'm not a cutsleeve.)" Elias was torn between Embarrassment and exasperation, did he really just accidentally propose to this prince? And what was that whole sleeve thing? Was it this Kingdom's way of referring to men who for some bizarre reason chose to court other men? "What does the sleeve cutting mean?" Saeha scratches the back of his head grabbing two male dolls off a nearby stall dropping some coins in their place "Duàn xiù, tóngxìngliàn. (Cutsleeve, Homosexual.)" So it was, the whole idea just seemed to solidify his hunch that in his attempts to mime out his words he'd accidentally mimed out something to do with Marriage "No no! I don't want to marry you! I'm not either!" Saeha raises his eyebrow seeming confused by the fact that he was saying he didn't want to marry him after proposing, Elias snatches up some paper drawing a picture of his clan settling on the Kingdom's border, he flips it around showing Saeha "This! This is what I meant to say!" Saeha stares at it for a moment before nodding "Nín kěyǐ. (You may.)"
Elias grumbles, plopping down with the girls his age. "If I proposed, even if it was an accident, you'd all at least consider it, right?" Astrid leans over his shoulder, offering him some food. "Well, I wouldn't say no immediately." Helga nods in agreement, grinning cheekily. "I'd probably agree on the spot and never let you take it back." He takes the food, thanking Astrid. "Exactly! I'm definitely a desirable man! Any woman would jump at the chance to be my wife! So what if it was a mixup in communication and his interest isn't men how could he turn me down so easily lime that?!" The girls burst into laughter as if amused by both his ego and the fact that he was so bothered by this, Astrid punches him in the arm "Just what kind of man did you encounter in that kingdom that your pride is wounded by getting rejected?" Elias glances over at her. "It's hard to describe. He's... Got the face of a woman and hair that comes down to his waist, and he's got these eyes... Listen, I'll take you into the kingdom tomorrow and you can see for yourself. Anyway, my pride would have been hurt anyway!" Helga snorts "Gracias gods, Elias Discovered a male siren or a mermaid within the kingdom!" Elias scoffs "He's not a Siren, he's their prince, hey remember Erik Falk?" Helga nods "The man from our clan who eloped with that foreigner?" Elias nods. "I just realized, That prince was speaking the same language as that woman with the weird form of magic that Falk married. I think they were the same kind of peoples too." Astrid scoffs, "Even better, he's been enchanted by another CULTIVATOR, that's what she called herself, right? Cultivator?" Helga nods. "That's right, she said she was a Cultivator." Elias shrugs. "I just met him. I don't know if he's like her; maybe they don't all have those powers." He elbows Astrid, grinning cheekily. "It could be exclusive to women." Astrid elbows him back. "The power may be exclusive to women, but your affections aren't." Elias scoffs, "I'm not attracted to him! I told you it would have been a hit to my pride no matter who rejected me."
"Father." Lee Huzian looks up from sorting through the scrolls left for him after his officials took care of everything else, His youngest child and his only son Lee Zhen was standing in the doorway "Saeha." Lee Zhen bows a little, his darling son was the spitting image of himself when he was Saeha's age even down to how he spoke when he was addressing his father "A group of foreigners are temporarily settling on our borders, I gave them permission." Lee Huzian chuckles "I see, then why don't we throw a banquet to welcome our visitors? Invite them to stay WITHIN the walls rather than outside them." Saeha awkwardly adjusts his stance "They seem to be the same kind of peoples as Madame Xie's husband Erik, should I send for the Xie family to come translate between the races?" Lee Huzian nods "Yes, I think it would be best to bring in at the very least Xie QiongYue." Saeha bows again "I'll visit Master Erik's workshop in the morning and arrange for a banquet to be held tomorrow night." Lee Huzian shakes his head "Nonsense, send Han Li or Jin Zifeng, a prince shouldn't have to do the work of a servant." Saeha pulls some of his hair over his shoulder playing with it "I'd rather do it myself... Young Master Elias is more familiar with me." Lee Huzian studies his son for a moment before laughing, so Lee Zhen made a friend among the foreigners "Of course, if you wish to do it yourself I won't stop you."
Elias tilts his head studying the man who stopped in front of him, the man was the same race as the others of this kingdom however unlike them he had freckles and eyes as blue as the ocean; he was stunningly handsome even to Elias whose tastes were limited to women. The man tilts his head. "Nǐ hǎo.. Nǐ shì shéi? (Hello there.. who are you?)" Elias jumps a little thrown off by both the words coming out of the man's voice, for one he didn't understand what the man said because it was in another language and for two the man's voice had an angelic soft sound to it like the calm waves or the gentle breeze. It was enchanting. "I'm sorry, I don't understand." The man makes a face "Wǒ bù míngbái nǐ zài shuō shénme... (I don't understand what you're saying...)" Elias didn't really need to speak the same language as the man to figure out what he was saying this time, context clues made it quite clear, the man couldn't understand him either. Elias decided to follow his gut and assume that the first thing the man said was something along the lines of Hello, who are you, He places his hand against his chest. "Elias." The man's eyes light up as if pleased they were getting somewhere. "Āilìyǎsī?" Close enough. Elias nods. "Elias. And you?" He points to the man to show he was asking his name; the man presses a long thin finger to his own chest. "Wǒ de míngzì shì Saeha wángzǐ. (My name is Prince Saeha.)" Elias raises his eyebrow. "Zaiah?" The man shakes his head. "Saeha, Say-uh. Lee Saeha." Ah, so it was an S not a Z, Elias nods. "Saeha." The man grins happily, clapping his hands a little. He makes a motion as if pretending he had a crown on "Wángzǐ." Elias could only assume this meant Saeha was some form of royalty. He tried his best to mime out the things he was saying. "Prince? Are you a prince?" Saeha tilts his head confused for a moment before nodding. "Saeha Wángzǐ." Elias studies the appearance of the man one more time, his clothing and accessories DID look a great deal fancier than everyone's else's but if this was what the prince looked like he could only imagine how stunning the Konungr (King) and Dróttning (Queen) must be, he throws his hands around awkwardly trying to mime out what he needed to "I need to... speak with your mother... And father... About my people." Saeha lifts his hand to his chin for a moment adjusting his stance to one of thought "Bàba māmā xiànzài yǒudiǎn máng...... Yěxǔ wǒ kěyǐ bāng nǐ? (Mother and Father are a bit busy right now...... Maybe I can help you?)" Elias scrunches up his nose. 'I really don't understand what he's saying...' "Simple words." The man gives him an awkward apologetic smile "Duìbùqǐ... (Sorry...)" He makes a motion of being busy "Māmā hé bàba, mánglù. (Mother and Father, Busy.)" He points to himself making a motion of helping someone "Wǒ néng... Bāngmáng ma? (Can I... Help?)" Elias nods suddenly sharing Saeha's earlier excitement that they were making progress "Yes!" He awkwardly mimes out his words "My clan would like to settle on the edge of your territory, Would that be okay?" Saeha plays with the tips of his hair a rather troubled expression on his face, Elias could tell he'd mimed something wrong, just what had he said to his highness? Saeha crosses his arms awkwardly averting his eyes "Wǒ bùshì duàn xiù, jiějiě yǐjīng jiéhūnle…… (I'm not a Cutsleeve and sister is married......)" Suddenly Elias felt really awkward, he had no idea what he'd mimed but with a reaction like that it couldn't have good "S-Simpler." Saeha makes an x with his fingers running through a series of motions of a marriage and cutting off his sleeve "Wǒ bùnéng jià gěi nǐ, wǒ bùshì duàn xiù. (I can't marry you, I'm not a cutsleeve.)" Elias was torn between Embarrassment and exasperation, did he really just accidentally propose to this prince? And what was that whole sleeve thing? Was it this Kingdom's way of referring to men who for some bizarre reason chose to court other men? "What does the sleeve cutting mean?" Saeha scratches the back of his head grabbing two male dolls off a nearby stall dropping some coins in their place "Duàn xiù, tóngxìngliàn. (Cutsleeve, Homosexual.)" So it was, the whole idea just seemed to solidify his hunch that in his attempts to mime out his words he'd accidentally mimed out something to do with Marriage "No no! I don't want to marry you! I'm not either!" Saeha raises his eyebrow seeming confused by the fact that he was saying he didn't want to marry him after proposing, Elias snatches up some paper drawing a picture of his clan settling on the Kingdom's border, he flips it around showing Saeha "This! This is what I meant to say!" Saeha stares at it for a moment before nodding "Nín kěyǐ. (You may.)"
Elias grumbles, plopping down with the girls his age. "If I proposed, even if it was an accident, you'd all at least consider it, right?" Astrid leans over his shoulder, offering him some food. "Well, I wouldn't say no immediately." Helga nods in agreement, grinning cheekily. "I'd probably agree on the spot and never let you take it back." He takes the food, thanking Astrid. "Exactly! I'm definitely a desirable man! Any woman would jump at the chance to be my wife! So what if it was a mixup in communication and his interest isn't men how could he turn me down so easily lime that?!" The girls burst into laughter as if amused by both his ego and the fact that he was so bothered by this, Astrid punches him in the arm "Just what kind of man did you encounter in that kingdom that your pride is wounded by getting rejected?" Elias glances over at her. "It's hard to describe. He's... Got the face of a woman and hair that comes down to his waist, and he's got these eyes... Listen, I'll take you into the kingdom tomorrow and you can see for yourself. Anyway, my pride would have been hurt anyway!" Helga snorts "Gracias gods, Elias Discovered a male siren or a mermaid within the kingdom!" Elias scoffs "He's not a Siren, he's their prince, hey remember Erik Falk?" Helga nods "The man from our clan who eloped with that foreigner?" Elias nods. "I just realized, That prince was speaking the same language as that woman with the weird form of magic that Falk married. I think they were the same kind of peoples too." Astrid scoffs, "Even better, he's been enchanted by another CULTIVATOR, that's what she called herself, right? Cultivator?" Helga nods. "That's right, she said she was a Cultivator." Elias shrugs. "I just met him. I don't know if he's like her; maybe they don't all have those powers." He elbows Astrid, grinning cheekily. "It could be exclusive to women." Astrid elbows him back. "The power may be exclusive to women, but your affections aren't." Elias scoffs, "I'm not attracted to him! I told you it would have been a hit to my pride no matter who rejected me."
"Father." Lee Huzian looks up from sorting through the scrolls left for him after his officials took care of everything else, His youngest child and his only son Lee Zhen was standing in the doorway "Saeha." Lee Zhen bows a little, his darling son was the spitting image of himself when he was Saeha's age even down to how he spoke when he was addressing his father "A group of foreigners are temporarily settling on our borders, I gave them permission." Lee Huzian chuckles "I see, then why don't we throw a banquet to welcome our visitors? Invite them to stay WITHIN the walls rather than outside them." Saeha awkwardly adjusts his stance "They seem to be the same kind of peoples as Madame Xie's husband Erik, should I send for the Xie family to come translate between the races?" Lee Huzian nods "Yes, I think it would be best to bring in at the very least Xie QiongYue." Saeha bows again "I'll visit Master Erik's workshop in the morning and arrange for a banquet to be held tomorrow night." Lee Huzian shakes his head "Nonsense, send Han Li or Jin Zifeng, a prince shouldn't have to do the work of a servant." Saeha pulls some of his hair over his shoulder playing with it "I'd rather do it myself... Young Master Elias is more familiar with me." Lee Huzian studies his son for a moment before laughing, so Lee Zhen made a friend among the foreigners "Of course, if you wish to do it yourself I won't stop you."
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