Thread: The Emporer and the Gaurdian (Shyone x Moon Struck Fox)

Ming Yue loved the way the Little Prince felt in her arms, the way he relaxed into her. she enjoyed the way he touched her back, and the way he snuggled into her. he was so warm and perfect, and for the first time in her life... she wanted to be chosen. so, as the others left, she did those extra little things... that might get her noticed a little more... she waited with the other women, waiting for the Little Prince to arrive with patience that was shocking... but at an hour after noon, it was clear to the Dragon's that something was wrong, and the Eldest Dragon there... old enough to have seen the First Emperor, and remember the first Treaties, stood, and left the room to go and find the Little Prince, her face wrinkled, but warm as she followed his scent, and gently opened the door, stepped inside, and closed the door so that they wouldn't be bothered. Kurosawa Ryou. she breathed a greeting as she settled into a dusty chair with a small groan. my, i had almost forgotten about this room. she admitted, offering him a small smile. are you upset, Little One? she asked, her head tilted at him. she was old, very old, and had the longest time to learn how to understand Humans. you feel badly about choosing a guardian, don't you? she asked, smiling at him. you shouldn't, you know... even if you can only choose one, the others will also be chosen. they are well trained, and there are many young Royals. and even if they are never chosen, as we suspect for young Ming Yue, they will all have joys in their lives. the old woman promised. if Ming Yue is not chosen in the next Ten years, as her age allows, she will be the Next Speaker. a very honored position. the old woman admitted. if Itherit is never chosen, she will be a Trainer, she is excited to have the chance to train younger dragons. the old woman smiled at Ryou. everyone is excited to maybe be your Guardian. but their lives will not end if you don't choose them. they will be glad, all of them, no matter who you choose... for you are special in many ways, and all Dragon's wants, to have you safe, and happy. the old woman admitted, offering him a powder blue, leather covered hand. Come on Little One, they are all very worried that something has happened to you, and the Adviser seams to think we are easily insulted. she teased, looking amused. he is afraid we will not understand your ways... but you are very much like a young, smart Dragon. she admitted. shy, and easily frightened... but oh so very smart. she teased, winking at him. you will bring good things to our lands. she promised him. and you don't want to let the Chosen down? they are eagerly hoping for you to choose someone... most of them think you will choose Itherit, but i know better... i know the attraction you hold... you saw her, and that was all it took for you to know, yes? the old woman asked. sometimes, a person comes, and they don't need to play with the Chosen, to know who exactly they want... who exactly is best for them. you are a smart, smart young man... you know who you want, and you probobly knew, before you where aware of knowing... she will serve you well. you shouldn't doubt yourself, or your decisions... it is like Chess, yes? you want to remove the Queen first, take her for yourself, for she is the strongest character on the board. the woman smiled at him impishly. Your Guardian, is your Queen, to your King. you have to be knocked over to lose, but they have to get through her, first. she teased, chuckling as she slowly stood up. come on now Little One... no more doubts. if you cannot trust yourself, Trust me. i am the oldest, after all. i have seen Emperor after Emperor choose a Guardian who is best for them. you Emperors and princes, just have a way of knowing what Dragon is best for them. she offered him her hand again. come now, Little One, i will walk you to your ladies. she promised, offering him a smile as she waited for him to take her hand. as calm as ever, waiting patiently, even for hours on end if she had to. she was the oldest, fifty years was like a moment in time for her. once he took her hand, she led him back through the halls, and gently took the time to brush cobwebs and dust off of him, cleaning him up before leading the way back to the Great hall, patting his hand as she waited for him to gather his nerves before walking with him into the room. most of the Dragons looking very relieved that he was unharmed.