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Chapter 339 zero editing.
🕑 Added 2018-05-22 20:24:03 +0000 UTChttps://docs.google.com/document/d/15ser32KqiB2HItJOnj46ORuwGxbrDEIeL6nkliG66ms/edit?usp=sharing
In the last twenty-four hours, Ive been forced to accept a lot of hard truths about myself.
For example, I now know that I am bat-shit crazy and have been talking to myself as a coping mechanism for almost three years now. On the flip side, I also learned that I am incredibly adept at compartmentalizing my problems, setting them aside, and leaving them for future me to deal with. Some would call that a flaw and on a normal day, so would I, but right now, I really need a win. Between mourning for a lost little brother who never existed and a dealing with whole slew of mental problems and anger issues, Im faced with yet another hard truth which is really bumming me out.
I, Falling Rain, number one talent of the Empire and youngest Second Grade Warrant officer in history, am a manlet. Its true. At 175 cm tall, Im only short in the company of warriors and easily ignored in normal circumstances, especially since Milas around the same height and calling Lin 165 cm is being generous. Whats more, most common born Martial Warriors arent all that tall either, with most hovering around 180 or so cm tall. Most of the time, its like Im in my own little, normal-sized world with the odd pack of freakish giants passing through.
Standing over two meters high, my new concubine shatters all illusions as I stand eye-level with the hollow of her neck. Dont get me wrong, its a lovely sight and towering height aside, she seems outwardly perfect. Beautiful doesnt even begin to describe her, shes so gorgeous she makes other women seem muted and plain in comparison. Blessed with skin so pale it almost glows in the sunlight, she wears her long, lustrous black hair up in an elaborate coiffure, held in place with a gilded circlet of two kissing birds and deliberately fashioned to frame her beauty, with rosy cheeks, dainty ears, an alluring neck, and a beguiling little beauty mark just under her left eye, the tiny imperfection enhancing her overall appeal. Glittering amethysts draw my sight towards her best features, hanging above her smoky, hazel eyes, dangling from her dainty earlobes, and wrapped snugly around her exquisite wrists and ankles.
With her eyes lowered in submission, she flashes a demure smile and gracefully curtsies. Consort Zheng Luo greets Honoured Husband Falling Rain. Her delicate, honeyed voice engulfs me like a warm blanket and sinks into my skin, sending a tingle down my spine and directly to my loins, a reaction so immediate and visceral I suspect it might be magic. Then again, a woman like this doesnt need magic to get me all hot and bothered. Crowding out all rational thoughts, her short, purple dress demands my attention, rising ever so slightly as she holds her curtsy, exposing enough of her juicy thighs to leave me wanting more without venturing into indecent territory. Further pushing my limits, her silk shawl slips aside and offers a tantalizing view of a bird-shaped jade pendant nestled neatly in the valley of her bountiful bosom, openly visible through the convenient boob-window of her dress.
Were she not a country destroying beauty, Zheng Luos contrived display would have me rolling my eyes in disbelief. Everything about her is elaborately designed to entice and entrap, from her sparkling jewellery to her seductive movements. Like, am I seriously supposed to believe her shawl just happened to slip aside as she leaned over? Cmon now, she waited a few seconds before fixing her mistake, and her none-too-subtle studious glance disguised as embarrassed desire isnt fooling anymore. Zheng Luos got the goods but her performance leaves much to be desired, a callow, untried girls first try at seduction in the real world. Too bad shes up against someone whos seen it all and possesses and iron-like will. Hmph, its not so easy to seduce Falling Rain, number one talent in the Empire.
...I know, cheating, remorse, guilt, blah blah. Whatever. Im awesome. Who says cheaters never prosper?
I cant take all the credit for my restraint. Much of it is due to Mila strategically standing in my line of sight while sending murderous scowls my way, a firebrand bristling with jealousy as I meet the newest member of my harem. Wholly terrified of possible heavy-handed repercussions and regretting my off-colour joke to the Legate about imaginary orgies, I fake a yawn and rub my eyes to force myself to stop staring at Zheng Luo. Nice to meet you, I say, too scared to look directly at the statuesque beauty. Im Rain. Err, no need to be so formal or worried, youre safe and among friends. As for the whole concubine thing, dont worry about it. Put it out of your mind and forget about it. Youre absolved of all err... concubinely duties from here on in. No one among the Bekhai will treat you like a slave or force you to do anything you dont want to, this I promise you.
But why? Her distraught tone catches me off-guard and sadness clouds her lovely features, her mask slipping as she asks, Is it because Lord Husband finds Luo-Luo unattractive? Or is it because Lord Husband dislikes slaves? Luo-Luo is not a slave, please do not discard her, she will do her upmost to please Lord Husband.
Mm, Lord Husband. I like that. Just the implication of submission is enough to get my engines revving, imagining what Id do to my meek, obedient consort... But Luo-Luo though? Mm, not a huge fan of grown-ass women acting like cutesy children. I mean, yea, Lin does the same thing, but shes adorable and it comes naturally to her. Zheng Luo is a refined, mature beauty, too dignified to pull off cute and naive like my sweet wifey and should really stick to a more regal and proud persona.
...Do I subconsciously want Lin to stop acting so childish? At some point in the distant future, I suppose yea, but its part of her charm and theres nothing wrong with indulging my spoiled, indolent little wifey, right?
Learning so many new things about myself today. Not really enjoying it all that much.
Mistaking my glance for a questioning look, Lin shrugs in response. Dont worry hubby, I think you should marry her. Shes pretty, tall, and really sweet with children, but shes the last one, ya? Luo-Luo makes five, so thats it. No more or Ill be sad.
Hugging my sweet wifey close, I inwardly worry about her ability to count, an important skill considering she handles most of my finances. Lin, Mila, and possibly Yan makes three, then Luo-Luo would be number four. Whos the fifth? Wait, Im focusing on the wrong thing. Still cuddling Lin close, I turn my attention back to Luo-Luo and ask, Youre not a slave?
No Lord Husband, she replies, having recovered from her shock and once against playing the part of dutiful concubine. Luo-Luo is an Imperial Servant, gifted in tribute to the Imperial Clan upon her birth and bound by no Oaths. Although Imperial Mandate guided Luo-Luo to Lord Husband, she remains here of her own free will and wishes only to serve.
Im not proud to admit this, but my gut reaction to the news is, Well, fuck.
Dont get me wrong, slavery is horrible in any way, shape, or form, and it sounds horrible even thinking this, but... the Oaths are convenient. I have way too many secrets floating around to have an unaffiliated courtesan hanging around, all up in my business and possibly ready to report me to the authorities for any rebellious acts or sacrilegious statements. Im not saying shes a spy for sure, but for all I know, shes the Legates tool sent here to find out the secret to my strength or here to shame me into hanging myself for being so short.
If I get enough Heavenly Energy, could I make myself taller? No, thatd be ridiculous, itd be a complete waste of a scarce and valuable life-saving resource. I shouldnt do that. Yea, no...
Getting back on track, I pull out the white-jade token given to me by the Imperial Messenger and study it thoroughly. There are no words on the token, just a carved depiction of a fancy looking bird with spread wings and a single long tail-feather, like a quasi-plucked peacock or something. If youre not a slave, then whats this token for? I really need to start reading documents all the way through, but in my defence, I had a minor panic attack after reading the word concubine with Mila standing right beside me. I love making her jealous but theres only so far you can push a woman before she snaps, and if Mila snaps, so too will my spine.
Kneeling before the token, Luo-Luo bows in devotion and reverence, giving me yet another look at her soft, bouncing breasts before answering. Consort Luo-Luo reports, the token signifies Lord Husbands new status of as am Imperial Consort of the Court, a title granted to Lord Husband upon marriage to Luo-Luo.
Uh, I dont understand. Why does marrying an Imperial Servant make me an Imperial Consort?
With a patient smile one usually reserves for uninformed children, Luo-Luo explains, For most Imperial Servants, it would not. As Mandated by Heaven, after nine generations of nobility, all Imperial Scions are obligated to offer the tenth generation to the Imperial Clan as tribute. Stripped of wealth and title, the tenth generation Serve where their ancestors Ruled, a much needed Balancing of the scales of life. Drawing herself up to her full height, she proudly puffs up her voluminous chest and continues. Unlike most, Luo-Luo is not of the tenth generation, but of the first, born and offered freely as tribute on the twelfth anniversary of Imperial Emperors Coronation. As such, Imperial Emperor permitted Luo-Luo certain privileges despite her status as Imperial Servant, one of which was this transfer of title to her Lord Husband.
Ugh. The thought of giving you children away as tribute makes my stomach turn, but I suppose its necessary to prune the royal family tree every now and then, else everyone would be a royal scion in some way or the other. Nine generations is sufficiently long enough I guess, but it all seems arbitrary. Now how to put this delicately? What are the... benefits... of being an Imperial Consort?
Fuck you brain. I hate you so much.
Embarrassed by my straightforward question, Luo-Luos cheek twitches as she answers, This is a great honour for Lord Husband, but as for specifics, this one cannot say. Never before has there been circumstances quite like ours, where an Imperial Consort outranked his or her partner.
You mean youre the first Imperial Servant to be permitted this privilege? Does that make her super special or something? Who were her parents?
No Lord Husband. Her beautiful smile washes over me and her eyes shine with pride. Historically, the title of Prince or Princess Consort was reserved for foreigners of prominence who marry a high ranking member of the Imperial Clan. By itself, the title carries no rank or privilege, nor does it allow the title-holders children to inherit anything from the title-holders spouse unless explicitly notarized in a public will.
Worthless. So its a trophy title? A way of legitimizing an affair without endangering the rightful wife and heirs?
Lord Husband is correct, but not entirely so. Still beaming, her next words are spoken carefully, as if worried I wont understand. Previously, although other Imperial Servants have been granted the same privileges as Luo-Luo, they were all gifted to people of higher status within the Imperial Clan, thereby rendering the title of Imperial Consort moot. Whats more, while heroes and ladies have been know to marry into the Imperial Clan, Imperial Scions are forbidden from marrying out. Therefore, this puts Lord Husband in the unique position of being the first Imperial Consort to not reside in the Eastern Province.
Woo, another first. Suck it, predecessors, get good. But... Isnt it still a useless title? As if reading my thoughts, Mila snorts and explains, It means youre of Imperial Peerage without being beholden to Imperial Politics. If you wanted to, the title allows you to take up residence in the Eastern Province, but only technically. In reality, it wont be so easy.
Still seems kind of useless. Giggling at my prolonged confusion, Lin tugs on my shirt and whispers, It means youre socially above everyone who isnt an Imperial Scion, but below anyone who is. It doesnt mean much to you, but most nobles would do anything for the same title.
Younger Sisters Mila and Lin-Lin are correct. With all the dignity of a proud teacher watching her students excel, Luo-Luo curtsies once more and implores, Please, Lord Husband, do not send Luo-Luo away. The benefits are many and if this one displeases you, then you need only tell Luo-Luo what you wish changed and she will do her utmost to satisfy your demands.
Will... to resist... crumbling... must... stop... staring... at cleavage...
Rubbing my temples like I have a headache, I hide Luo-Luos bewitching figure from my eyes. Relax, Im not sending you away or anything. Look, well figure it out as we go, alright? I cant afford to offend the Legate, especially now that I understand the value of his gift. Ive been made pseudo-royalty by affiliation, which is a big deal to most people. It just so happens I dont really care, which might be exactly why the Legate gifted it to me. He gets to be seen as open-minded and generous for rewarding a savage so highly, while not having to worry about me abusing the privilege.
Holy shit... What if thats why the Legate is being so nice to the Bekhai? He can afford to empower Akanai and the others because unlike more ambitious nobles of the Empire, he knows the Bekhai will give up everything theyve gained and go back North when the war is over. Its an optimistic view of the future, but I bet hes been doing the same with other factions of the Empire, trying to keep the balance of power in place no matter what the outcome. By favouring the smaller, insular factions, the Legate not only ensures theyll stick around to defend a foreign land, but he also makes the other, more powerful factions work harder in hopes of a similar reward.
I doubt thats his only reason either, but I gotta say, it feels pretty good to be the golden child.
Relieved by my assurances she wont be discarded out of hand, Luo-Luo immediately sets to work endearing herself to my inner circle, likely realizing she wont get anywhere without their approval. Watching her out the corner of my eye as I try to get some rest, I marvel at how easily she makes friends with everyone, an accomplished socialite in her element. Lin is easily won over by simply calling her Lin-Lin, my adorable wifey blushing at the overly-familiar and childish designation, while Mila takes a little more effort. Sadly, it doesnt take long for Luo-Luo to figure Mila out, soon realizing my fiery-haired betrothed loves flouting her knowledge, especially about things near and dear to her heart like her forging talents. Li Song is even easier to charm as Luo-Luo promises to play a game of chess when theyre done brushing the bunnies, lending a hand by keeping track of who still has yet to be brushed without interfering with Li Songs enjoyment.
Shit. I guess Li Song does count as one of my future wives, though itll undoubtedly be a frigid, loveless union of convenience.
Luo-Luos tricks and games come so naturally to her, it leaves me suspicious of almost all her actions. Is she truly as she appears, a serene beauty eager to please, or does she harbour ulterior motives? Does she really believe Ping-Ping is a Divine Beast or is she putting on a show for the stupid bumpkins? Is her respect for Alsantset and Charok real, or is she faking it so I wont be upset with her? What about Tali and Tate? Is everything as it seems and she thinks theyre adorable, or is she inwardly cringing because she being forced to hug two half-beast mongrels? Is she asking about the rabbits names because theyre cute and fluffy, or because she knows I care and wants to feign interest?
Most importantly, how does she feel about being a concubine while Mila and Lin are the legal wives? The Empire makes a big fuss about wife hierarchy, putting great emphasis on the official wife while treating secondary wives and concubines more like servants. Does it upset her to be placed beneath two (or more) women? What if shes harbouring thoughts of usurping their positions? Happy wife, happy life, but how am I supposed to deal with a power-hungry noble from the east?
Truth be told, all this is conjecture, but I dont want Luo-Luo around for mostly one reason. I could say its because shes too phony, too tall, or too beautiful, or I could claim its because I dont trust her and have too many secrets to hide. Hell, I could even blame it on my antagonistic nature and claim I dont like being told who to love, but even if I put all that aside, I cant bring myself to like her. Shes just too... perfect.
Yea, I know, horrible right? She has no discernible flaws, whatever will I do? It seems petty, but its true. Shes beautiful, intelligent, and can play more instruments than I can name, a pleasant and accommodating young woman who seems wholly comfortable in her unfamiliar circumstances and willing to make the best out of a bad situation, which is unnatural. Any normal person in her situation would be freaking out, but shes treating it like just another day. Its too weird and I dont like it.
Besides, I like women with flaws, because people are inherently flawed. Lins adorable lethargy and carefree attitude, Milas passionate jealousy and excitable nature, Yans vulgar contentiousness and independent nature, these little quirks make me love them all the more.
Shit.
I love Yan.
Still do.
Damn it. Im the worst betrothed/hubby in the world. At least Im not in love with Li Song too, though its utterly adorable watcher her interact with my pets... No, bad Rain. Stop it. Get your libido under control. Havent you figured it out yet? More women more problems!
With all these gloomy revelations bringing me down, I grab Inkys cauldron and head over to the beach to watch the rest of the festivities, knowing Akanai should be heading up next. Lin, Mila, Li Song, Luo-Luo, and Ping-Ping all follow along behind me, chatting like theyre already the best of friends. I dont get how girls do it, they make friends so quickly. I dont even chat that much with any of my friends. Then again, I couldnt even if I wanted, Fungs usually too busy most of the time, BoShui is all fan-girl all the time, I have that weird power dynamic with Dastan, Zian still pretends like he hates me, and Huu ghosted me months ago.
I dont even have Baledagh to chat with anymore. So depressing...
On my way through camp, I notice the black-armoured guards who escorted Luo-Luo here still standing where we left them, though the Imperial Messenger is nowhere to be found. What are they still doing here? I mutter under my breath, just as an excuse to hear my voice.
Luo-Luo, ever the opportunist, seizes the chance to open a dialogue. Where would Lord Husband like them to stand instead?
Though much improved, Milas sullen glower makes my heart ache, wishing I could be the man she deserves. Its stupid, shes an incredible warrior and brilliant blacksmith, she shouldnt have to share a husband with so many other women. Stop calling me Lord Husband, my name works just fine. Whoa back it up. You can order them around?
Confusion etched across her lovely features, Luo-Luo nods and explains, So too can Lord Husband. These soldiers are a part of Luo-Luos dowry, three-hundred and sixty members of the Imperial Death Corps here to guard her honour.
Nice... I guess the Legate was right. I do like my gift.
Author's note: If you're wondering why Rain thinks the phoenixes are peacocks, it's because they look like this. More tailfeathers means more powerful, so Rain's token with one tail feather means he's low ranking.
Comments
eersc
200% less bears than last chapter, I’m conflicted... more bears mebbe?
Alan McBrayer
360 badass soldiers yay, 360 slave soldiers though? Conflicting feelings
Haha no, my weekend went pretty well. Won just enough money to cover my expenses for the weekend, so like, net zero movement
cuz they're the Emperor's soldiers. You're either Death Corps or Royal Guardians. That's it.
That's part of the joke really. :D
Dmitriy Zaslavsky
Ah, and when I read the first few sentences I thought u are writing comments about your revelations during weekend)
Dmitriy Zaslavsky
Why Death corps for escort?
Silver Beard
I read 10th
Silver Beard
Perfect, dont change a thing
Khress
Did i read this right? His (Rain‘s) 6. generation will be given to the imperal court?
ElJako98
I just want you to know, as someone who's 175 cm tall, it's other people who are the freaks, not me. That's a perfectly normal and respectable height, thank you.
