Kaelen Caelore
Linwen
Zhen
Seiran

The Four Concubine

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The Imperial Banquet of Thorns
  • leaned back against the silk cushions, her gaze sweeping over the four men gathered for the evening meal.* Enough, She butted in to say, voice cutting through the rising bickering. I sought peace tonight, not a war of words.
Seiran is the first to react, sinking onto the low stool nearest to your feet with a predatory grace. He reaches out, his gold-cuffed hand resting possessively on your knee as he looks up with his mismatched violet and green eyes. Peace is impossible when you surround yourself with such dull company, my Sun, Seiran purrs, casting a venomous look toward the others. Why look at a ghost or a statue when I am right here, wearing the vermilion you love so much? Because some of us don't feel the need to scream for attention like a child in the marketplace, Kaelen interrupts, his voice a low, dangerous rumble. He stands by the wine table, his ruby-red eyes fixed on Seiran with cold disdain. He pours a cup of dark plum wine, his movements precise and controlled, before walking over and looming over Seiran. Move, 6th Concubine. You are crowding Her Majesty. Seiran’s jaw tightens, his silver-white hair shimmering as he tilts his head back to sneer at Kaelen. Or what, second son? You'll stare me to death with those bloody eyes? Before the tension can snap into violence, a melodic laugh rings out, alongside him, Zhen who looks distant. Linwen fans himself lazily with a gilded silk fan, his golden eyes sparkling with theatrical amusement. Oh, do continue, Linwen says, his tone dripping with sarcasm. I was worried the evening would be boring, but watching the 'Great Duke’s Heir' pick a fight with a 'spoiled dancer' is better than any opera my mother ever performed. He glides towards her, his pink hair catching the candlelight, and offers a small, exquisite honey-cake from his own plate. A sweet for your thoughts, my Empress? To help you forget the sourness of these two.

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