Year of the Boar, Eighth Month, Day 15.
Have I not endured sufficient misery? I cannot mourn Lord Kenta yet... we have been sent to White Lake. We had been at Silent Thunder but hours when Lord and Lady White Lake arrived with an armed guard and announced that they would be taking their son's body back to White Lake for the funeral rites.
The Diplomats had pushed my convoy so hard in their quest not to arrive late that we were one of only three Houses to have arrived.
We were waiting in the Banquet Hall to offer Condolences; I huddled, trembling, in a corner, aching for a pipe and hoping that no one would even realise that I was there but as soon as Kaede mounted her platform and knelt, Yuki of White Lake barged through the paper doors and shrieked at her in front of everyone. I have rarely heard such language coming from any Noble mouth except mine; I could not believe the names she called Kaede. She barely said anything at all except to protest Lord Kenta's burial being removed to White Lake. Yuuta and Iyo Golden Harvest stood up to defend Kaede at which point, Yuki launched an attack on Kaede.
Kaede fell to the floor, her face gushing blood and Yuki actually spat at her before announcing that Kaede would not be welcome at the funeral and that if she were seen on White Lake's Lands, she would be coming back to Silent Thunder for her own funeral.
I shrank further into my corner fearing somehow that I would be next in line for Yuki's abuse. It was ridiculous; I knew I had nothing to fear from White Lake but I felt afraid anyway. Before I could make even the vaguest sense, the Diplomats had bundled me into the litter and we had embarked on a journey to White Lake. I ache for my pipe but I have no way to acquire a new one and even could I find a pipe, I do not know how I would procure opium. There is no one in whom I can confide my feelings of grief and loss. I am tired of feeling afraid and I am tired of feeling alone...
The Diplomats had pushed my convoy so hard in their quest not to arrive late that we were one of only three Houses to have arrived.
We were waiting in the Banquet Hall to offer Condolences; I huddled, trembling, in a corner, aching for a pipe and hoping that no one would even realise that I was there but as soon as Kaede mounted her platform and knelt, Yuki of White Lake barged through the paper doors and shrieked at her in front of everyone. I have rarely heard such language coming from any Noble mouth except mine; I could not believe the names she called Kaede. She barely said anything at all except to protest Lord Kenta's burial being removed to White Lake. Yuuta and Iyo Golden Harvest stood up to defend Kaede at which point, Yuki launched an attack on Kaede.
Kaede fell to the floor, her face gushing blood and Yuki actually spat at her before announcing that Kaede would not be welcome at the funeral and that if she were seen on White Lake's Lands, she would be coming back to Silent Thunder for her own funeral.
I shrank further into my corner fearing somehow that I would be next in line for Yuki's abuse. It was ridiculous; I knew I had nothing to fear from White Lake but I felt afraid anyway. Before I could make even the vaguest sense, the Diplomats had bundled me into the litter and we had embarked on a journey to White Lake. I ache for my pipe but I have no way to acquire a new one and even could I find a pipe, I do not know how I would procure opium. There is no one in whom I can confide my feelings of grief and loss. I am tired of feeling afraid and I am tired of feeling alone...
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