It was night when it first happened, as most things, because the deepest secrets only dare to crawl out when the sun fell asleep. Zev stepped forward, taking the bag from the ethereal creature. “You should write a letter-” He said and the creature looked at Zev, confused for a moment but then giving a nod. Taking up the pen and in long letters with a lot of curls and twists, he wrote on the paper. Just a few sentences, before he took off all his jewelry and placed it on the night stand before looking at Zev again.
Zev observed. It was one of the things he did best, observing and then acting upon it. He fingered the leather of the bag he was holding as he looked at the lines on the paper, still drying. A few lines should not be enough for this, but he knew not to expect more from the creature that was now petting the cats. He watched the creature cry. A soft sound made him look up and he saw the golden bird fly towards it’s master. Consoling him.
The assassin stepped forward and told the creature to wait outside, he would come soon.
The elf sat down and took the foreign pen into his hands and grabbed another paper. He started writing. He did not make curls and long lines but short almost clumsy scribbles that were a sign that Zev did not write often, especially not with such an odd pen. He was used to dipping a feather into ink.
When he was done, leaving one silver tiny swan with the letter, he placed the jewelry, the swan and the two letters on the bed. He looked around, frowning, while this was what he had wanted for the past three years it did not feel like victory. It felt like defeat.
I have to go now, I found a garden that has more place for me. He says it is better this way, that I can grow here. I hope you find your garden too.
“Jaejoong, while we never saw eye to eye I do not think it is right to leave like this. I need to explain to you what has happened. First of all, Min Jun will be safe. He returns home, not to the sanctuary but to the palace where his father will take care of him in his current condition. I will work together with the emperor to help Min Jun regain as much of his old self as possible, and if not, make him as comfortable as he is now.
I do not know how much he told you. It is hard to talk to him, it hurts me to see how much he changed. While I have known him longer, the relationship you had with him was more intense so I imagine our pain is comparable. But he has been in distress, not feeling like he belonged, feeling lost. He talks about the galaxy as if he wants to return and that scared me the first time. By the nightmother, it still scares me. But he has also spoken about his life before you, before the Academy and this dreadful realm.
His father missed him and he has asked me to bring him home. Min Jun agreed, as much as someone in his condition can agree.
Our Wise, a group of elves in the servitude of the emperor, as well as a man known as ‘The Merchant’ have conducted research and believe that two very rare things have happened with Min Jun at the same time. First, which we know for sure to be true, Min Jun was saved by forces no one understands and returned as what is known as Celestiel Elves, or Celestielves in short. It is rare, but it gives us hope, because it means that some force greater than our own believes that Min Jun should not die. That he has something else to do.
Second, there seems to be something that messed Min Jun up. No celectielf in the recorded history of Aranarth, nor the Snow elves has portrayed this level of mental instability. There is something else, Min Jun hears a voice. At first we assumed it was voices but it seems to be singular, combined with hallucinations of seeing light figures. We need to find out what this is, but the Merchant told us that there might be a connection to a deity, not the Nightmother, but we will look into it.
You can not come visit. Not yet. The palace is the most guarded place in the realm and the sanctuary has taken measures as well, making it even more protected than before. The emperor does not take any chances this time. All I can offer you are three things; first my promise to take care of Min Jun as well as I can. Second; a one time summoning if you ever find yourself in mortal danger, the silver swan needs to be thrown into fire to summon me. Third; a way to communicate with me, or Min Jun in the future, through the snow elf at the academy. I believe he goes by Key in your realm.
Do not use the swan to summon me to talk, it would be a waste.
Take good care of yourself, in this war there were no winners only losers.
Zevran,
Leader of the Black Swans.
Captain of the Emperor’s guard.
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