Post by Ying Zheng on Aug 5, 2014 11:52:45 GMT
"Tonight is the only time."
"Haha! To be completely controlled by one lone man. Ah, was this what his Majesty felt as a mere cub forced to hide his fangs? You cannot hide as a tiger anymore. This Octavian person does not seem to be as open-minded to risks as I am."
"A tiger, Lu Buwei? You cannot compare the emperor of China to a savage beast. I am a dragon. A son of heaven. No mortal man can match my will."
"The heavens are whimsical, your Majesty. Don't let them make a fool out of you."
"Lu Buwei," a third voice in the chamber spoke, "do not treat His Majesty as if he were still king."
"Ah, yes, do forgive my impertinence. The King - Emperor was such in my death. Though it is peculiar to hear those words from a traitor's mouth, don't you think? Lord Changping? Is that why the peasant boy isn't here?"
"General Li Xin has secured our location for us earlier this afternoon. And, Lu Buwei, you are not in the moral position to judge Lord Changping. Unlike him, you were a pest right from the start."
"Haha! Oh, your Majesty, Qin Shi Huang. Two thousand years and the entire land having been made yours. Still, nothing has changed. Like your father, you will owe me an entire kingdom for this investment. Perhaps I may even have the world once all the brutes have finished up? Haha!"
There were footsteps descending from the stairs.
"Go."
With that, more footsteps followed, rising to meet against the lone pair coming from the top. The mystical torches fixed on the walls forewarned the guest of three approaching shadows but they appeared in flesh faster than he could react. Three men dressed in majestic robes approached with arms crossed and their faces dignified and cool. They seemed to not see the boy and walked past by him as if he were never there - save for one man who, unlike the other two, had bright orange hair that betrayed their eastern features. He spared the boy what could have only been a look of interest.
And then, they were gone, leaving the boy and one spirit standing at the bottom of the stairs with each other's presence. Zheng stared at the boy through the hanging jades of the mianguan, perhaps thinking, perhaps waiting.
Lemuel Yggdmillenia
"Haha! To be completely controlled by one lone man. Ah, was this what his Majesty felt as a mere cub forced to hide his fangs? You cannot hide as a tiger anymore. This Octavian person does not seem to be as open-minded to risks as I am."
"A tiger, Lu Buwei? You cannot compare the emperor of China to a savage beast. I am a dragon. A son of heaven. No mortal man can match my will."
"The heavens are whimsical, your Majesty. Don't let them make a fool out of you."
"Lu Buwei," a third voice in the chamber spoke, "do not treat His Majesty as if he were still king."
"Ah, yes, do forgive my impertinence. The King - Emperor was such in my death. Though it is peculiar to hear those words from a traitor's mouth, don't you think? Lord Changping? Is that why the peasant boy isn't here?"
"General Li Xin has secured our location for us earlier this afternoon. And, Lu Buwei, you are not in the moral position to judge Lord Changping. Unlike him, you were a pest right from the start."
"Haha! Oh, your Majesty, Qin Shi Huang. Two thousand years and the entire land having been made yours. Still, nothing has changed. Like your father, you will owe me an entire kingdom for this investment. Perhaps I may even have the world once all the brutes have finished up? Haha!"
There were footsteps descending from the stairs.
"Go."
With that, more footsteps followed, rising to meet against the lone pair coming from the top. The mystical torches fixed on the walls forewarned the guest of three approaching shadows but they appeared in flesh faster than he could react. Three men dressed in majestic robes approached with arms crossed and their faces dignified and cool. They seemed to not see the boy and walked past by him as if he were never there - save for one man who, unlike the other two, had bright orange hair that betrayed their eastern features. He spared the boy what could have only been a look of interest.
And then, they were gone, leaving the boy and one spirit standing at the bottom of the stairs with each other's presence. Zheng stared at the boy through the hanging jades of the mianguan, perhaps thinking, perhaps waiting.
Lemuel Yggdmillenia
