#fatalgrace

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3: NOSE KISS

She had always been quite the troublemaker, unintentionally causing a ruckus wherever she went no matter how hard she tried not to. It was always an aspiration to make her Lord Zhou Yu proud of her and she spent countless scheming up ways to get his attention, against his always busy schedule. She adored his affection after all and wanted to fulfill her role as a perfect wife. The people of Wu would always speak about how Lord Sun Ce and Lady Da Qiao were a match made in heaven, despite being polar opposites of each other. It was said that the two were completely different when they were together. Talk like this often bugged the younger sister. She had wanted for her Lord Zhou Yu and herself to be at the center of the townsfolk’s chatter and gossip as well. It wasn’t that she was jealous; she just desired a more passionate love, something even greater than what the two had shared already.

Then came a day where she planned something extraordinary, yet dangerous, to grab Zhou Yu’s attention; something that would not just make him smile, but admire in awe and fall even more in love with her. After hearing him stress about a battle strategy he was thinking about, she decided she would take to the field herself along with her unit of guards and flank the enemy, wiping out their supply line and allowing for Wu to gain the momentum to strike, at least that was how she envisioned it within her head. Nightfall came within the next few hours and she quietly left the Wu encampment with her group of soldiers, mounted all on horses. She was giddy, thinking about how Zhou Yu would be so proud of her, praising her and boasting about her to Sun Ce even. This is all she could think about within her mind as she failed to realize the absolute danger that came with this plan. It was not long before she caught sight of the enemy line, currently defending their supply line. She had learned a trick or two from Zhou Yu and knew exactly where to strike them critically to cause panic and confusion. Raising their bows, the sky lit up with fire arrows as they begun to rain down upon the enemy forces. A charge was lead forward by Xiao Qiao afterwards, where her Calvary swept down from the hill, running through the enemy line and engaging in combat.

The attack had seemed successful for the most part and the enemy had fallen into disarray. Victory seemed inevitable as her men cheered, the enemy beginning to retreat. All of a sudden out of the smoke of the raging flames, came the full on heavily armored enemy Calvary, their charge mimicking the sound of thunder with every gallop they took. Xiao Qiao’s forces, needless to say, could not stand their ground and began to get overwhelmed. Xiao Qiao herself was then surrounded, spears pointed all around her. This is it.. she thought, her eyes tearing up as she realized she pulled a stupid stunt that she never should of. 

I only wanted to impress him..How did it turn out this way? I just want to go home..Go home to Lord Zhou Yu and forget all about this! I’m sorry!

She screamed and closed her eyes, holding her head as the men around her proceeded to thrust their spears forward. She had failed; she had let her pride get the best of her and now she would have to suffer for it. Her life would end here and she had caused her husband more grief and pain. Rather than the sharp pierce of the spears, she felt a rush of wind instead, followed by the yelps and cries of the men around her. Then, silence… Opening one eye while still holding her head, she peeked up and saw a man before her, Bo Staff out and cape fluttering in the wind. It was him; it was her Lord Zhou Yu! All from the hills behind her, the main Wu forces arrived, charging down the hill into the enemy fray.

"Lord Zhou Yu!" she yelled, overwhelmed with relief. Her large hazel eyes were still teary as she smiled. Turning around and dropping his Bo Staff, Zhou Yu knelt down, holding her up. Here it was, she would be scolded for doing something foolish and rash. She closed her eyes, ready for her volley of lecturing. Instead, she felt something soft pressed up against her nose. She opened her eyes and he had planted a kiss upon her nose. Her eyes widened slightly, confused as to why he did not scold her. "Thank you, Xiao..I will still scold you later for pulling off this risky attack however.." 

"H-How did you know?" she muttered, her face flushed red with slight embarrassment. "I heard the plan from one of your men and I had initially gone to put a stop to it immediately; However..I paused, realizing the worth of this plan you created. I must say I was impressed, and..I am proud of you, Xiao." he replied, a charming smile following. There it was, I am proud of you; he had said the words she wanted to hear all along. She giggled, jumping forward and wrapping her arms around him. Her plan had worked in the end, despite her close run with death and she finally got the recognition she wanted.

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18. Road thingy.

Da Qiao woke up first. Beside her, Xiao was still sleeping, but she didn't wake her up. Quietly and carefully, she stepped over her and lifted the blinds a bit. The sky greeted her with a rosy shade, and the sun was beginning to peek out.

 She blinked quickly for a few seconds and then smiled. Today was going to be a good day, she could feel it.

She turned back to her little sister and shook her shoulder gently. "Xiao, I think you should see this."

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"Xiao, what have you been up to now?"

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The arm was sliced far too deeply, blood had pooled, even with the crimson cloth staunching the wound. His breath was breaking into pants, his head light. The man had hid well within the enemy camp, not caring if he was found now. If Kongming did not mess up, all would be well.

Yet the man could not help but regret. His body was failing him, broken with slices lacerating his form. The emerald clothes were dyed mostly with the sanguine that oozed out.

The black hues lightly fluttered shut, mentally willing himself to live until someone-anyone- to have the courtesy to mend him for his lord's sake.

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"Oh, hi there! You're Xiao Qiao, isn't that right? You're as pretty as the rumors say, hehe."

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On Neutral Ground With Fatal-Grace

The Wei General and Prince of Cao Cao, Cao Zhang styled Ziwen decided to venture out of the Territory of Wei. He did all he could to find excuses from his studies, To assure this he made sure that his personal escort remained clueless of his location. He may be a Prince of Wei but that doesn't mean he should be pampered completely like one. Overall it was clear to his tutors and Wei that he had no tolerance and focuses to education he sees unnecessary.

He would tread upon the soil of the north briefly until he made it upon the more fertile land of the south in front of him. The Kingdoms weren't in war currently, It was a moment of temporary peace. Even though he can tell old wounds or tensions won't clean out by mere negotiations. To keep away from politics is what Ziwen personally thought helped him survive. But the Wei General would see a beautiful figure across to Wu territory, He seen a young angel. He didn't know who yet but she was young.

He was only armed with one weapon, But he didn't see purpose in using such a grim artifact. He may as well imprint a positive impression, Even though Ziwen Hardly looked the part to play normal. It was a start at least.