Post by Kyojin on Mar 22, 2018 16:31:27 GMT -5
A pale morning dawned under a grey clouded sky. It was a warm day and the smell of rain hubg in the air, although it was still dry for the moment. What little light the day had brought fell through an open window and was still enough to illuminate the small room. Kyojin was barely awake when he heard a soft knock on his door and an even softer voice call:
"Kyojin, are you awake?"
He sat up on the thin futon that was his bed. It was hard, much harder than the matresses filled with straw back at home but still softer than the cold hard deck of a dragon boat.
"Yes. Come in." He said in a strong voice. She liked it, when his voice was strong and when he spoke to her like an equal. Her father would be furious if he ever found out.
The door opened and a almost tiny young womand came in. Her skin was smooth and had the lovely color of light brown sugar. Her hair was as black as a starless night and was so long that it reached her waist, beautiful like silk. Big almond shaped eyes looked out of a face that was so innocent and pure like a cloud in the skies. To Kyojin it was simply impossible that something or someone more beautiful or lovely could exist.
"Emica...what are you doing up this early." Kyojin asked. He knew that Emica liked to sleep in late, much to the disliking of her father, the Merchant Hiroko.
"Oh, I couldn't sleep...I.."
Kyojin could see that something troubled Emica. Her otherwise so bright and happy eyes were now darkened with worries.
"What is it?" He asked. She looked at him and it took her a long moment before she would talk.
"My father, he goes on a trip to a friend of his that lives in a town almost on the other side of the country. He said something about a business opportunity too goog to pass and he wants you to come along. As his bodyguard."
"But Emica, this is my duty when your father travels. It's one of the things why he kept me so long."
"Yes, I know, but...but you will be gone for weeks or even months."
Finally she embraced him. Everytine Kyojin was surprised how tight this small woman could hold him. Even sitting on the floor he wasn't that much smaller than her. Gently she kissed him on the forehead.
"I have no choice. I have to go. I don't want him to send me away if he feels he has no more use of me. I could never see you again."
He touched her face and she nestled her head in his hand. It looked so small and fragile.
466 (solo rate 1/75)
"Kyojin, are you awake?"
He sat up on the thin futon that was his bed. It was hard, much harder than the matresses filled with straw back at home but still softer than the cold hard deck of a dragon boat.
"Yes. Come in." He said in a strong voice. She liked it, when his voice was strong and when he spoke to her like an equal. Her father would be furious if he ever found out.
The door opened and a almost tiny young womand came in. Her skin was smooth and had the lovely color of light brown sugar. Her hair was as black as a starless night and was so long that it reached her waist, beautiful like silk. Big almond shaped eyes looked out of a face that was so innocent and pure like a cloud in the skies. To Kyojin it was simply impossible that something or someone more beautiful or lovely could exist.
"Emica...what are you doing up this early." Kyojin asked. He knew that Emica liked to sleep in late, much to the disliking of her father, the Merchant Hiroko.
"Oh, I couldn't sleep...I.."
Kyojin could see that something troubled Emica. Her otherwise so bright and happy eyes were now darkened with worries.
"What is it?" He asked. She looked at him and it took her a long moment before she would talk.
"My father, he goes on a trip to a friend of his that lives in a town almost on the other side of the country. He said something about a business opportunity too goog to pass and he wants you to come along. As his bodyguard."
"But Emica, this is my duty when your father travels. It's one of the things why he kept me so long."
"Yes, I know, but...but you will be gone for weeks or even months."
Finally she embraced him. Everytine Kyojin was surprised how tight this small woman could hold him. Even sitting on the floor he wasn't that much smaller than her. Gently she kissed him on the forehead.
"I have no choice. I have to go. I don't want him to send me away if he feels he has no more use of me. I could never see you again."
He touched her face and she nestled her head in his hand. It looked so small and fragile.
466 (solo rate 1/75)