The Country of Kopash | By : TrinityRaven Category: +S to Z > Tsubasa Views: 3066 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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“So what’re ya gonna do? Brand me?”
“In a sense, yes.” The King nodded as four priests surrounded Kurogane and started murmuring some prayer or something. “A spell will be placed on you that will wear off in one year. While under this spell, you will not be able to obey any order but Fai’s. You will be given his mark so people know who you belong to should you act out.” The priests had stopped murmuring and he was suddenly cold. Looking at himself he found himself nude.
“What the hell?!” He shifted his legs so his parts were covered, though looking at Fai, it seemed as though he had gotten a good look, what with a very satisfied grin on his face.
“Becoming a personal slave means becoming part of Indegri. Thos are Okalus clothes and they are no longer yours. Fai. If you please…”
“Yes, Father.” The blond rose from the throne and stepped down, approaching Kurogane. He knelt down and touched the man’s face before something Kurogane was not expecting happened. Soft lips touched his in a gentle kiss. He wasn’t sure why but there was this rush of energy running through him as the same phoenix image as the one on Fai’s back appeared in a smaller form on the man’s left pectoral, right over his heart. Fai pulled away and licked his lips. “Mine.” He giggled as Kurogane tried to lash out.
“Come here you! I swear to the heavens I’m going to fucking kill you!”
“That is enough. Settle down Kurogane.” His name dripped out of the blonde’s mouth like honey and Kurogane suddenly felt compelled to calm himself. It was this damn spell.
“I have no free will. Do I?”
“You do. Upon orders that I give using your full name, you feel compelled or feel an urge. Urges can be resisted, which is why you’ll make a good servant. Servants who are docile and submissive are no fun. Yet you are an Okal. You are stubborn. You will resist and I know it. Now come with me, Kurogane.” Fai started to his bedroom as Kurogane was unshackled. The warrior followed without complaint.
Now in the room and clothed, there was one thing bothering Kurogane. “Your father sure as hell didn’t look sick.” Which got him another damn chuckle out of the Prince and that just pissed him off. “What the hell is so funny?”
“Nothing. I just forget that nobody but Borealins know about Borealins. I guess your lessons on our people start now. You know that tree you were chained to? That is our life force. It is our most holy artifact. The Great Phoenix is said to have hatched there. Its immortal flames burned the tree, but the tree still lives, even today. It feeds off the Mother Spirit, of who breathes breath into everything that lives. The Great Phoenix was her first son, who burned all the lands to cleanse it of all that would threaten Mother. Humans and creatures and plants alike. However, in all of this death, one tribe was spared. For they always thanked Mother for what she gave them, and used only what they needed and lived off of her gifts. The Borealins. They were spared from Phoenix’s destruction. However, without food or water to live, they thought they were doomed. However, Phoenix came to them and led them to that very tree. Instantly their stomachs were filled and their thirst was quenched without an ounce of food or water. Through the tree, Mother spoke to them, instructing to keep faith in her and Phoenix. The people did and for a hundred years, as the world replenished and cleansed itself and started over again fresh, the Borealins survived by praying to Mother and staying close to the tree. Free of starvation and thirst and illness and aging.”
Kurogane quirked a brow, still looking confused.
“The Tree is like a Fountain of Youth. Even in old age, the Borealins look quite young and beautiful. As you saw today, my father’s age was starting to show, though not much, the very fact that it is showing means that even the Tree cannot keep him well.”
“Your father looked normal. How old is he? Sixty years?”
“He’s a hundred and thirty five.” Fai said with a smile, which only grew bigger at the gobsmacked look the man had on his face.
“Impossible.”
“Only to those that are unfaithful. Like I said. The Tree is our life force. In my father’s age, the connection wanes and he grows ill due to it. The fact that he has been ill for some time means that he is close to death. It will not be much longer till he passes and I will take the throne.” He sighed and looked out the window. Kurogane may not know much about the Prince or give two shits about his life, but he could see worry on the blonde’s face.
“I have yet to be wed…if the elders weren’t so picky in choosing a bride…”
“Shouldn’t they, when trying to pick a future queen?” Kurogane questioned. He wasn’t sure about their customs, but he knew in his own country and others, picking just any girl was not an efficient way to earn a good queen.
Fai blinked and shook his head. “It’s not that simple. Not in my case. Women that would be perfect in every aspect have been turned down.”
“Why? What the hell is their problem?” Why the hell did he care?
“I’m sorry Kuro-rin. That is not something you need to know right now. Let us return to sleep and we’ll continue your teachings tomorrow.”
“Fine… where do I sleep?”
“Here.” Fai nodded towards a cot that had been laid out. Since when who knows, but Kurogane was damn sure that was there before he even got caught.
“Isn’t there a place where servants of the palace sleep?”
“Yes. But you’re not a servant of the palace. You’re a servant of the prince you stay where I want you to stay. Thusly, you are staying in my room. This is what I wish.” Fai explained as he got in his own bed. “Douse the fire in the fireplace before you take rest, Kurogane.”
There was that urge again. Kurogane hated it. He was an instinctual man so when he felt an urge he usually went with it. This was no exception. Without even thinking, he doused out the fire with a water bucket nearby and then lied in his cot. It wasn’t until then that he realized what just happened and a slew of swears ran through his head before he finally fell asleep.
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