Why Is It I Can't Write Drabbles [Jade Empire/Dragon Age][Untitled][WIP]
inquisitor-irisadaar, I started working on this with the intent of keeping it short... but I apparently can't do that. These ideas have sat too long. Here, have the opening! :) Enjoy it!
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In the end, Wu the Lotus Blossom had chosen to release the Water Dragon. Doing so had stopped the flow of water to the Jade Empire and the drought that had spurred such drastic action in the first place. It left the Empire once more on the edge of ruin. Though she reigned with wisdom and vision, Empress Sun Lian (May She Reign Ten Thousand Years) could not fix everything straight out. The frustration on Her Imperial Highness’ face obvious, even as they sat and shared tea.
Wu held the ceramic cup easily in her hands as she watched her friend with concern on her face. Still she did not speak. Sun Lian was never one to stay quiet and would speak when she was ready.
The Empress took a deep breath and sat her cup down, “Wu, how have your efforts to learn the foreigners languages gone?”
“I’m a Spirit Monk, not a linguist,” Wu said simply. Sun Lian had long ago stated she wished her friends to be candid, not timid. Too much had passed between them to pretend deference, “Even so, I have almost mastered this Orlesian and have been told by the tutor you acquired that my Tevene is passable as well,” Wu said, taking a sip, “Isn’t Wild Flower his prize pupil though?”
“Wild Flower is still a child,” Sun Lian said. The girl, having been granted life by the spirit bound to her, now lived a pampered, happy life in the Imperial Court, tutored by Imperial Sages and Magi.
Wu knew that there was no way Sun Lian would send her adoptive sister out into a world that was hostile to those with the Gift of Heaven, but she would have seemed too eager to step up had she not even mentioned it. Besides, Wu enjoyed hearing about Wild Flower. And enjoyed hearing how defensive Sun Lian was of her young charge. Wu smiled and took another sip of tea, “A very talented child who now chirps at me in languages that seem base to to the ear, but a child nonetheless and we will not offer her up for this again,” Sun Lian finished, making it the end of that.
“Silk,” Wu said, using the old nickname, “You know I wouldn’t suggest sending her into barbarian lands. Even if she does speak their tone deaf languages better than I do. I am an adult. I can fend off these ‘templars’,” the foreign word tripped up her tongue a bit, “easily. From what I heard they will not expect someone Gifted to have studied the way of the body. It might even be fun to see their expressions. If you can through all that hair,” she noted. That idiot in the Imperial Gardens hadn’t been an off example for those people apparently. Well, at least where she went Sky would go too, so she could always have someone worth looking at.
