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he has to bite down on his tongue to stop the words i slip out of the castle all the time. After all he would be terribly punished if anyone ever found out. Even if he gave his word.

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He shrugs the eyeroll off and it causes his grin to grow even bigger then it already was. “I bet your an alcoholic now, Nik.” he sneers and notions towards the empty goblets that were beside him. Junhong laughing to his own joke as he did. “Rule what rules? I dont think they ever applied to me, after all I'm still reeking havoc around the castle.” His grin even bigger still. He was proud that he could run amok with his family and the castle, it was a big achievement of his after all. He turns to his friend and his grin somehow grows the widest it had ever been before. “Are you challenging me? I am much cuter then you ya know.” he says with a wink, and nudges back into Nikolai, his payabck from before. 

He had been an enigma for most of his life, one moment having a serious face, the next pulling a prank and laughing his ass off. And there was never usually an in-between. Thats probably why most of the workers in the castle hated him - but not her. And thats why he was so open around her, because she accepted him wether or not she wanted to admit that. “Nope, everyone else is too predictable they just frown at me and tell me to go away. But you are an easy victim and i have tons more fun with you Jangmi-ah” 

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The young herbalist stepped foot into the royal castle of Surya with more than enough guards surrounding him, quite unsure whether the amount of guards were for his safety as requested by the Evergreens or for a much darker reason that he would rather not think about, as Aiden followed the head doctor. The home of the Dragonborns, red brick walls and furniture with golden accents on the walls and ceilings occupying his surroundings, greatly contrasted his traditionally forest-colored robe that wrapped around a simple white collared shirt and dark pants. The Duuri always stuck out like a sore thumb against the dominantly red architectures of the Suryans, but it gave him more of a reason to always be on his best behavior because he walked with the reputation of the Evergreens and his nation on his shoulders. 

Aiden was quickly introduced to the rest of the doctors and nurses that worked for the royals and was briefed on the details of his work in the castle. The Evergreens had agreed to let the Dragonborns borrow someone who thrived in medicinal herbs for a short while, and Aiden did not have a problem as long as it benefitted his nation in the long run. He was to stay in Surya for two weeks to help the doctors and nurses brew more potions out of herbs, so here he was getting a tour of his workplace and his specified bedroom until he immediately began to work.

He made his way to the medical unit for better inspection. Sneakily making his way up, before greeting all the doctors and doing their questions as to why he was there , simply replying back with just checking it out. Before they left him to it and most of them carried on with their work.

PLOT: Our muses were like brothers. Sakai was 12 at the time, and yet you two played around like it was no big deal. But it wasn’t uncommon for him to come visit, even if he was the eldest son of the Evergreen couple. Whether you were a prince, a noble or someone in the lower class, Sakai always found a way to treat you like a brother to him. Of course, that was before the war broke out a year later.

YEAR: 1481

The young blond seems to be running around for what is the umpteenth time, donning such simple attire after his parents learned that making Sakai Evergreen wear proper clothing for their visits, was not going to work while playing with other children. A ball hits his foot and tosses back to his other foot, a goofy grin on the preteen with his friend not too far up ahead. It’s a silly game, really, to see who can steal the ball away from the other the most until one of them gives up. Sakai thought it would be the best thing for them to play, since they can’t seem to come up with a solid enough game to play with only just the two of the them.

The reason being?

The other kids like to think that Sakai’s being unfair as an earthbender and that he’s probably messing with the gravity of the ball that they can’t get a hold of it for a game. In the end, it’s his friend that seems to understand that it’s not in Sakai’s abilities to do that yet - at least, the blonde hopes that the other can understand that. He comes to a stop, setting his foot on top of the ball.

By now he’s panting a little, after all he is only 9, and the other is a good 3 years older so that affects him too. And not to mention they had been playing it for a while so sooner or later they would need to stop and catch their breath back.His eyes glaze over the ball, with the others foot on top, a small smile weeding its way to his lips, before his eyes soon reach the others. Tilting his head to the side, realising they his friend had come to a stop.

A small chuckle escapes his lips and he responds back “I guess I'm starting to get a little tired..” his voice trails off, not exactly wanting to have told his friend that. After-all it was leverage for him to get teased and that was something he was supposed to give not receive. His eyes reluctantly look around the courtyard they were in, starring at the group of kids who had laughed so loud it echoed around. They looked like they were having fun, but he much preferred to be with Sakai. After realising he was starring a little bit too much his eyes flicker back to his friend. A grin taking hold of his lips as he charges forwards and kicks the ball from under his foot and taking possession of it. 

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it had been his fault: if he hadn’t been so engrossed in losing himself in the scent of tea (the dry, earthiness of it, as calming as it was when he drank it as tea), then he wouldn’t have missed the prince coming in. out of habit he had attempted to lift his mask over his features again, but it was too late; he kept it there, anyway, crouching down to the bottom shelf (locked) as he tried with trembling hands to close the contained of tea leaves and put it back where it had been. 

he froze, however, at that question – surprised even more by the earlier revelation that he had been proclaimed dead, instead of non-existent. surely, his father would –

Not even with him stood right there infant of him.

“Well thats true, but we- I kept asking questions.” A soft sigh escaping past his lips. “Questions about your disappearance. You can't stop a child from forgetting their beloved cousin so easily you know.” His eyes glance back to the man before him, glossing over all the details of the man and studying his face, so that if they were to meet again he’d remember him clearly this time. It begins to frustrate him, why couldn't he talk about what happened, and why couldn't he know. He had been worried, confused and lost when he left and the same emotions were being presented now. He bites his tongue, stopping himself from asking anymore questions that could seem nosy. And oddly he cracks a smile and nods, waving his hands as if shrugging the meeting off. “What cousin and where, don’t worry you have my word.”