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Emperor's Strategy, Ch.14

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By Ria DanoPublished about a year ago 3 min read
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The essay for Chapter 14.

A bitterly cold winter morning dawned as the young man, with bright, expressive eyes and a slender frame wrapped in a modest cloak, stood against the biting wind, shivering slightly. Nearby, an altercation flared between a servant girl with a sharp tongue and the young man's guard. The cause of the dispute lay in a small heap of coal meant to warm his modest dwelling. The girl scoffed, dismissing him as a mere captive from a defeated land, unworthy of even the simplest comforts, and her words dripped with contempt. But, in an instant, the guard's fury flared, and he demanded that she watch her words. It was only the gentle intervention of his master, who softly held onto the edge of his guard's cloak with a steady but pale hand, that calmed the situation. The young man urged his protector to let the issue rest, his quiet demeanor radiating a dignity that transcended his position as a displaced, seemingly unimportant guest.

Yet this petty scene had not gone unnoticed. The imposing presence of the region’s ruler, attired in rich, vibrant red, caught the servant's eye as he sat in a grand, sheltered seat, observing from a slight distance. His cold, discerning gaze fell upon her, and she turned pale, realizing that her impudence had been witnessed. As the ruler approached, he exuded an aura of grace and power that could make even the most arrogant tremble. Calmly but with an iron firmness, he ordered that the servant be duly punished for her insolence, a decision that served as a reminder of the strict order upheld in this royal setting. The captive young man, who had bowed with serene composure, was soon asked by the ruler about the contents of the small, delicately carved box he held. He explained that it contained a confection made from roses, crafted with care. The ruler, who harbored a fondness for sweets, was intrigued, and an eager attendant suggested that they enjoy these treats together in the young man’s quarters. With modest hesitation, the young man invited the ruler to his simple dwelling, where the sweets would be shared.

Thus, the two made their way to his abode, a space modestly adorned but exuding a gentle charm, with the faint scent of incense lingering in the air. The young man presented his handmade sweets with care, his cheeks flushed ever so slightly as the ruler tasted them with visible pleasure. The ruler’s praise brought a fleeting, shy smile to the young man’s face, though he was unaccustomed to such praise. The sweetness of the delicacy resonated with the ruler, who declared his enjoyment with evident delight. The young man, eager to please, offered to make the treats as often as desired. At that moment, a figure appeared, tall and ethereal, embodying an elegance so striking that even the young man’s breath caught in admiration. This was a presence whose beauty was so commanding that few could look upon him without a sense of awe. However, the sudden arrival cast an unexpected shadow over the warmth of the gathering. With words as cold as the winter chill outside, the newcomer asked whether it was the delicacy itself or its creator that had drawn such an appreciative response from the ruler. The question, laden with bitterness and challenge, rattled the young man, who had hoped only to serve the ruler without drawing ire from others. A tense silence settled, and though the ruler quickly denied any misinterpretation, the newcomer’s tone held a possessiveness that was clear. Despite the ruler’s reassurances, a mutual understanding was exchanged: even in the presence of a simple, innocent gesture, emotions of envy and rivalry had bloomed. The ruler gently reassured the newcomer, who radiated a beauty as chilling as it was breathtaking, that the young man meant no threat. Yet the newcomer’s expression suggested he harbored a deep-seated mistrust, silently promising that no perceived slight would go unpunished. As they withdrew, leaving the young man with his gifts and a lingering tension, his attendant offered him a sly smile. The older man could see the subtleties that were hidden to the young man himself. Though the ruler and his companion had left, the shadow of jealousy remained in the air, warning the young man of the challenges that lay ahead in this world where affections and allegiances wavered unpredictably.

The original chapter 14

Romance

About the Creator

Ria Dano

• Англоязычные тексты к главам - продукт ИИ на основе оригинала/перевода.

• Оригинальные работы на ан.яз. без пометки "AI".

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