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Lian · 5/24/2026, 11:35 PM

*speaking in japanese from here onward | skill

The man stared at her, in what Lian magnanimously chose to believe was awe. Praise, then, for she has been gifted with the finest tutors and to learn foreign tongues was a duty Lian had always taken seriously. The more apt she was at picking up new skills, new languages, the better she would adapt to wherever she would one day call home. Thank you. I began its study while very young, so I don't think I have ever considered it difficult...it comes naturally to me, now. Common, she would argue, was her third language and her third favorite, too.

Any further discussion of the matter was flung to the wind as Taro updated her on the circumstances back home. Lian straightened, alarm turning her warmed porcelain features rimmed with frost. Fen was missing as well?! Lian's stunned silence offered the man the opportunity to glance around at their surroundings with surprising calm for such a disaster. How many had her father sent? Were their borders still properly defended? Who all had disappeared, and how many still had not returned? Are Fen and I the only ones missing? List all who are missing, please. Uncharacteristically demanding for the princess, but she spoke with the hastened tension of a woman worried, and doing her very best to contain that concern while the impulse to pace itched in her paws.

The conversation turned to her needs. Lian was tempted, evidenced by a grief glint in her eyes, to snap that she needed nothing! Only to return to her Dynasty and assure herself of their safety. Harmony had been returned to Mythris. She would not see her Tianlong the source of sacrifice required for that success. A moment passed, in which Lian took a settling breath, sent up a silent prayer to her ancestors, then turned her attention back to Taro.

There was, for the time being, nothing to do except make her way home as quickly as she could. It wouldn't be wise to make herself into one of the search parties for her sister or any others who were lost, when Shenlei was sending wolves out to look for both daughters.

You look perfectly capable to me, Fujiwara. Lian replied, warm again, even slightly mirthful. She had handled herself just fine thus far, and felt a little disappointed to have a guard re-attached to her shadow. Taro's presence would mean she'd be able to sleep without waking at every rustle or snapped twig with her heart leaping out of her throat, though. Once again, there was nothing to be done about it now. This was what she had to work with. This was what she would move forward with.

Your eyes look like starlight, lil' lotus, the pale man said. Lian's brow arched sharply. He was her father's age, goodness! Handsome enough, she supposed. Amused, the princess tossed her head and chimed a delighted laugh. Why, thank you! She procured a measured smile upon her features. And yours are akin to polished gems.

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