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She could hear him chuckling and laughing at her current decision, how she wanted to break his jaw so badly to make him shut up, she bet he wouldn't be laughing then. She thought he was more than crazy, she thought that he was suicidal with doing this to her when Ard found out it would destroy his families name. How could he really wish to do that to his family? Did he hate them all that much? She knew she was as much nobility as him but the way they viewed commoners was so different. He viewed himself above people because of his social status and so could do as he wished to them, she, on the other hand, knew she had more privilege but used it to make those whose lives were hard a bit easier. She didn't see anything wrong with how she did things, she saw a mountain of red flags with him though.
It wasn't the most comfortable way to sit but it was bearable at least. She wanted to call him out on whatever sadistic game he was playing but due to the brace, he had her wearing it was more than impossible. She watched on silently as he clapped his hand making Enlai enter with Lanying, he was all but dragging the scared woman making her kneel at their master's feet begging her forgiveness before he was kicked away as if he was nothing more than an insignificant speck of dirt to him. It made her blood boil. It was then he gave her information about the siblings, they had been sold to a brothel and so raised within it most likely to pay off their father's debt. This was quite a common practice where they wouldn't be able to leave until their debt was paid off.
Their debt would have been whatever the cost the owner paid for them, the problem was most owners also paid for rent, food, education so many never got their freedom back. She watched as Enlai kowtowed silently knowing that he had upset his master, the man that had shown him and his sister 'kindness'. In a way, he could see why the pair would be so devoted to Jirou. Lanying was beautiful and even Enlai was quite handsome, they would have been trained from a young age so when they came of age they could serve in other ways. She also knew there were brothels but there were pleasure districts, the latter had stricter rules such as their consorts not being able to go past the arches and they couldn't go out during the day. Some houses did allow it but with supervision, so, she wondered which they came from.
"My apologies master, she is my only family and I cherish her almost as much as you cherish your own sister." he knew better than to say he cherished Lanying as much as Jirou treasured Hinota. He was their master, his feelings were so much stronger than theirs. The solar mage could only sit still as this pitiful display unfolded in front of her, he was petting the woman that had served her not long ago as if she was some sort of pet it really didn't sit well. She could understand why Lanying would allow it, she was afraid and didn't want to incur his wrath by doing anything other than sitting there and accepting his 'affection'. It was still sickening. Hearing his words just irritated her more. Yes, it did hurt her to see them being treated the way they were and not being able to help them.
No, she didn't believe that she was above them in the same way he believed they were. No, she didn't believe they were beasts of burden that could be bought and sold as if they didn't understand what was going on. They knew what was going on and deserved to be treated like actual people. She wanted to say something back to him when he said that her refusing to think like him made her angry, but before she could she wanted as he stopped petting Lanying's hair only to grab it and pull her up making her scream out in so much agony that it echoed around the room. She had, had enough and started to try and get closer to him, the cuffs of her restraints biting and cutting into the skin until they drew blood. She felt the pain in her own body but didn't care, she wanted him to stop no matter the cost to her.
She could feel the pain and the warm blood trickle from her ankles and wrists but she wasn't stopping she was still trying to get to him. She only stopped when Jirou let go of Lanying he looked nervous so looked to where he had and seen an older male that looked less than pleased walking towards Jirou. "You were rather specific in what you requested and I wanted to know why Weisheng." he said looking over to Hotaru for a brief moment before looking back to Jirou "So why is that girl here Weisheng? Is this why you requested the sleeping tonic last night?" He needed to know all this information as quickly as possible so he knew how to proceed. Fengge was no higher than Lanying nor Enlai as he too was a servant of the family.
His saving grace was that Jirou saw him as a father so he treated him like his own son Junjie "Who is this girl Weisheng?" He of course wanted the best for his 'son' but he refused to put the family as a whole at risk. That being said, going by the traditions as long as it was out of the eye of the public, he had no right to speak on it. "I am quite disappointed that you did not tell me upfront what was going on, that you felt the need to deceive me like you do others. Am I no longer worthy of my son's trust?" he would ask. The solar mage would watch on in utter confusion, she knew that this man wasn't the lord of the estate so was confused as to why Jirou would be calling him father and why the man would refer to him as a son.
She was confused why the man would be calling him by another name, her mind was so foggy it just didn't make sense to her at all. Her eyes moved to Enlai and Lanying who were both kowtowing now it was easy to see that their fear went up the moment that man came into the room. She did her best to stop the bleeding with the sleeves of her clothing without making too much noise. The man didn't seem overly threatening to her but he did carry himself with an authority that she had only seen a few people in her life do. She had to admit, each and every one of those people had made her uneasy and this man was no different. She was hoping that this man was going to help her, but had a suspicion that this was not going to be the case.
Jirous nervousness was clear in his posture. He was reluctant to look the man he called Fuqin in the eyes and even more so when the man he saw as his true father walked into the room and spoke. He cursed to himself in his mind and readjusted his sitting position before he finally noticed the scent of blood within the room. His heart was racing now and he worried deep down that it could be heard echoing through the room. But as Fengge spoke, Jirou would answer him truthfully and without a single trace of deception. But it was clear that if there was anyone In this world that Jirou refused to act without respect toward it was this man. Even Enlai and lanying were always impressed with how the mere presence of Fengge kept the monster that was Jirou in check. [break][break] “Father…” Even his tone of voice showed just how nervous he now was. As he stood a bit stiffly and gave him a polite and respectful bow. “There… was no need for you to come down here and dirty your clothing in this damp and dark place, dear brother Junjie could have brought it…there… there was no need to tell you of this tramp father, she is just a foolish girl who cannot see she is above the commoners. She forgets her place in society and I only…I only wished to remind her of that.” but the look on Fengges face told him that wasn’t the answer he had been wanting. He had been wanting a name. “…She is Hotaru Kasai…” [break][break] The look on Fengges face switched from annoyance to rage very quickly as he approched the young Yuiee male and picked him up from the bow so his shoulders were high. He didn’t strike him, or yell at him. But the look alone made Jirous entire body Shudder without meaning too, causing Fengge to feel the shudder through their contact. He would force Jirou to sit, though without using any amount of force that could be seen as excessive by a servants standings. [break][break] “She must have Slighted you mightily my son, for you to bring her to this place with my tonic.” Jirou did not answer, and instead grew quiet and reserved. “Perhaps she has been punished enough don’t you think, Weisheng, blood has been spilled.” Jirou looked away and nodded, but he did not let her free, he told Fuqin that he could remove her mouth guard, but if she tried to use any spells he was to stop her. The olderman agreed with a nod and backed away toward her before turning to face her. Jirou’s pride hurt badly, but he had no recourse. Fengge would then approach Hotaru and using his mana he undid the brace on her mouth, causing the lock to be destroyed just by the force of his mana manipulation. He would gently motion to help her remove it and he would smile kindly, the first true kind face she would have seen besides Lanying. “Lady Kasai, My lord Jirou has allowed me to remove your mouth guard, however I do not recommend using any spells.”while Fengge removed her mouthguard, Jirou would look away and cross one leg back over the other, he was trying not to lose his temper, but he wondered who had told Fuqin…Enlai must have spoken too freely. Jirou would have to correct that later.
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The solar mage had to admit her jaw was starting to hurt, she wasn't used to having her mouth open as it was especially for so long. All she could do was listen as the other called what was one of his servants father, it was beyond strange to her. She was wondering what was going on behind the beautiful mask of the Yuiee family, were they all like this? She was sure as hell hoped not given that they were a noble family. Even if they were lower nobility within the kingdom of Clover they still had political pull, more so since from what she understood most if not all family members were members of the magic knights. She wanted to know how they could serve with this darkness within them. Her mind was still rather foggy so she couldn't make much sense of it no matter how she tried.
She didn't take kindly to being insulted and it was seen within her eyes, she wanted to knock him off his pompous ass for calling her a tramp just because she didn't think like him. Then again it could be she was more dressed as a warrior and not as some delicate doll as he had wanted, the latter was apparent given what he had sent to her as a 'gift'. It still made her crawl when she saw he was wearing the male version, it made her glad that she had completely shut that one down. She was sure it wouldn't have changed this outcome in the slightest just that it would be getting bled on instead of her kimono top when she had tried to get to Lanying when she had been hurt. Still, it had all stopped when the elder male had entered.
Jirou actually showed the man reverence as if he was indeed his father so many questions without answers and likely ones she'd never get. It was clear that this man held authority over the deranged noble, she had to wonder if he would actually put an end to all this madness. She watched as he pushed Jirou back into his throne-like chair before walking over to her, she didn't recoil, even if she had the chance to she would have held her stance. Her family didn't back down, it wasn't in their blood, they were tenacious like that. She couldn't help but flinch as the unknown male touched her to undo the brace, this came with an apology on Jirou's behalf and a warning to not attempt to cast a spell as it wouldn't end well for her. She knew fine well it wouldn't be her who would pay the price but Enlai and Lanying.
"Jirou are you crazy?!" she said the moment the brace was off her head her eyes burning with anger, as she pulled at her restraints one more "You harm them even one more time and I swear to the divine nothing will save you from my wrath! You got me?!" her tone showed that her mind though still foggy was still sharp and she had every intention of following through with what she said. She wouldn't kill him. No. That went against her families teachings, such things were a last resort, she would leave him as a bloodied pulp on the floor. "Undo these binding because your ass needs to get beat worse than a drum!" she was fuming that one was clear. She cared little for the damage that she was doing to herself, it could be healed at a later point. She was a warrior and she didn't like the situation she or the siblings were in.
"Is this why you like her Weisheng? Her spirit? She is awfully undisciplined for a woman." Fengge asked looking over to Jirou, he harshly backhanded Hotaru making her fall down on the ground a trail of blood escaping from the corner of her mouth "You are in another person's home, threatening your host is far from smart." he said sounding somewhat frustrated "I am not happy about how my son handled this or the fact he tried to play me as a fool, but, I will protect my family and my lords as is my duty." he said calmly as he contemplated "My son, are you sure about this path?" he would ask as he looked at Jirou "I'm sure you understand this will end one of two ways if you continue down this path, are you wishing to take the risk?" he finished asking
The Solar mage was in complete disbelief about what had just happened, he was kind one moment then harsh the next. She understood that things were seemingly different here but wondered if this man also had his own monsters beneath the mask he wore. Was this why Jirou saw him as a father? Were they the same? More and more questions kept coming but when she tried to speak outside of her rage her brain was still fuzzy, she had to wonder what was in that tea she drank because that was no ordinary tonic she was sure of it. "If this is truly your wish my son, I will start making her medicine." he said waiting for a reply, regardless of what was said he would bow and move to the door. If Jirou spoke that this was indeed what he wanted he would pause at the door "Lady Kasai, I would suggest not putting up a fuss about taking your medicine going forward. I am sure you wouldn't like hearing your handmaiden scream for your disobedience and that's all saying my son doesn't get angry and just sell her to a brothel to prove a point to you." his words were of caution.
Hotaru took them in and knew she right now was over a barrel "I will comply." she needed to, she didn't want another to suffer because of her stubbornness. It was one thing when she was the one being punished but she refused to allow another to take it. If Jirou, on the other hand, changed his mind Fengge would just leave allowing the two teens to try to make peace as he had other things that needed his attention. He, however, did wonder when Jirou got so bold and what it would mean going forward.
Was he going crazy? Jirou himself wasn’t sure anymore as he he had never been in this situation before. Why had she become such a force of attraction for him? What had caused him to want to break her so badly that he would have even tricked his Fuqin for that task, he was unsure. But it was as if a darkness whispered into his ear. A voice as silken as the very robes he wore. It was his own voice, the voice of the monster he always had been. Even as a young boy, he had taken pleasure in crushing the ants in his path. It was only for the grace Fuqins teachings that he had not been removed from the family in totality. For the first time in his life he felt a pang of shame, for having tried to fool Fuqin and as such his next actions were beyond even his understanding. But he stood from his throne and walked to the girl named Hotaru, and he spoke to her for the first time as an equal. [break][break] “Why?…Why do you make me feel like a goddamned fool?” the hurt In his voice was clear, and Fuqin had a confused but intrigued look on his face as he backed away, Jirou gave him the motion to prepare the medicine and the olderman would bow gracefully before leaving through the secret entrance he had came from. “I have everything ive ever wanted at my fingertips! I can order the death of just about anyone in this kingdom and have it done by expert hands who ill never even have to meet! I can force an army of trained mute slaves to cut their own throats without a single complaint or hesitation and yet when I look at you…when I talk to you…You make me feel so powerless…” Jirou would sit on the ground, looking at her. Almost close enough to touch, almost close enough to kiss… but he didn’t force her. He simply looked…sad and confused. “Even my birth father and mother have never made me feel like this…so why do I feel like this with you? There must be a reason.” [break][break] He reached out to touch her face, instinctively he did so. Some part of him long thought dead wanted to embrace her with kindness, to ease the pain she must be feeling. The sad little boy who was missing some essential part that would have let him grow up a better person was forced back down as he pulled his hand back at the last moment. He looked away and hardened his resolve. [break][break] “….When we are done here…You will be jsut another perfect doll…and I will still be a monster. He stood and walked away, a sadness running through every motion. He didn’t even understand why he felt like this. He had everything so why did this girl mean so much to him? Why did seeing her in pain hurt him? What was he even feeling? Meanwhile, Fengge was preparing the medicine, but as he did he wondered as well, for the first time Jirou had tricked him, why? But then he remembered a conversation he had once had with the young lord many years ago, when he was maybe 6 or 7 years old. He had asked the older man what it meant to be in love, because he didn’t understand it when his mother and father spoke of it. Fengge had given him an answer as best as he could and when he asked Jirou what the young man thought love was, the child had paused then smiled and told him that its when you see someone so amazing, and so lovely that you did silly things, even if it didn’t make any sense, like bringing her flowers without asking, or buying her a new servant. The older man smiled as he finished the first of several doses, Was his adoptive son in love? [break][break] "Weisheng... Are you Finally experiencing love?... I wonder what you will turn into once you experience this most Human of Emotions."
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The hit from the elder male had been a powerful one, she couldn't move her arms well or even quick enough to block and she didn't dare bring up a defence spell afraid that the siblings would pay the price as had been threatened. She had accepted taking the hit and fell hard to the ground, she wanted to cry out, she wanted to let tears fall as she felt the harsh stinging within her now warmed cheek. She couldn't help but wince as she wiped away the trickle of blood from the corner of her mouth, she hated that her top was getting ruined due to the blood she was losing but it couldn't be helped. She was fighting against her bindings a lot of the time to help the pair that were defenceless yet loyal to a man who didn't deserve it, she wanted to save them.
She watched as Jirou nodded approving of some sort of medicine to be made for her, she wouldn't drink it. She didn't like taking medicine when she needed it, she was going to refuse whatever was being made for her here as she didn't know how it was going to affect her. Her eyes went to the man as he addressed her while standing at the door, she couldn't believe what he was saying and yet he watched her hurt Lanying for absolutely no reason before the man came into the room. The thought of the woman being sent to a brothel because of her crushed her soul and so she would need to comply. She hated the situation she had found herself in but it wasn't like she was strong enough to break through the heavy-duty chains that kept her bound to the floor while limiting her movement.
When Fengge left she was left with the servants and her captor "I don't make you feel like a fool, your actions and words make you seem like a fool and I just happen to point out such terrible behaviour. You should be ashamed of yourself!" she said her voice showing anger about the situation "Pity you don't have etiquette, manners or morals at your fingertips. You are a pathetic excuse for a human being." She knew that she should be watching her mouth but she was just so angry with him "You are deluded if you think you could order a hit on pretty much anyone in the kingdom." she began staring to pick what he believed he had at his fingertips "You shouldn't be making people mute! You most certainly should never be calling another person a slave nor even think about having them take their lives." she growled.
"All life is sacred you idiot! How would you feel if the emperor of your homeland ordered your sister to remove herself from existence? How big of a gap would be left behind to the people who knew her?" she knew his sister was a weak point and fully expected to get harmed due to it but she was the best example the solar mage could come up with. "How would your sister react if she knew all these dark things you do to those who serve you loyally. I honestly think she'd be disgusted and distance herself from you and I wouldn't blame her." she said pulling on her bindings a little but not enough to damage her wrists anymore than they had been. 'Perhaps I should have worn his gift so it would be getting ruined instead of my own clothing.' she thought to herself, she then realized she'd have been giving him what he wanted and she wasn't about to allow that to happen.
"Ever think it is because you are powerless?" she snapped at him, when he was so close that he could almost touch, if not kiss her she pulled back keeping her distance. She didn't want him near her, she felt sick being in the same room as him and the disgust and anger were written all over her face "Keep your disgusting hands to yourself before I break your fingers." she demanded "Also, how am I suppose to know? You're a weak and pathetic little boy trying to pretend to be a man, you are so out of your depths you may as well drown and save everyone hassle." she didn't really want him to drown but she did want to show him just how childish he was, though she was quite sure this sadness was fake.
There was no way he was feeling guilty after devising such a devious plan so carefully, she refused to fall for it. "I'm never going to be a doll! I'm not like your sister, I am a warrioress, not something you can make bend to your will and look pretty." she growled as he stood to walk away from her "And you are not a monster, you're a confused little boy playing make-believe." It really was that simple for the solar mage. Her eyes went to the door as she saw something moving at the corner of her eye. A male with short blue hair wearing a male hanfu of white and black came forward holding a tray. He bowed carefully holding up the tray that had a single jade cup in the centre "My father asked me to deliver this tonic to you." The man said his voice showing reverence to Jirou.
Hotaru blinked, the male that entered held a weapon and was dressed in the same grade of silk as Jirou yet acted as if he was a servant. She couldn't help but wonder who he was, she had no idea that this man was Jirou's sister's bodyguard Junjie but even if she did she would still be wondering why he was dressed as nobility and allowed to wear a finely crafted weapon. Her eyes however were on the jade cup as she wondered what was in it and if this was the 'medicine' they expected her to drink without question. So many questions without answers and it frustrated her. "Not to speak out of turn my lord but this is wrong, you should let this young woman go. Did your encounter with Lady Ravencrest prove nothing to you?" he asked his tone respectful.
[attr="class","polarPOSTIT"] His doubts grew with each of her words. But even as it did, they doub twas still dwarfed by his own self pride and self hatred that he felt for himself. He loved being hat he was, it was his nature after all wasn’t it? Even from a young age he had been testing to the moral laws of this world. By age six, when he had discovered his compulsive love for violence and destruction after forcing a young servant to eat poisonous berries. He had only been six when he watched someone die a slow and painful death for the first time in his life. It had been hours, of just watching the person who was forced to care for him die. He hadnt even felt anything while watching. It was only when Fengge had found the young lord, the rains having come down by then standing in the gold rain un flinching next to a dead body that he had smiled and told Fengge everything he had learned to the shocked horror of the man. [break][break] But that man hadnt reported him, he hadnt even yelled at him. He had taken his hand like a father would and told him he did a good job choosing the right poison and doing it far from home. But the man had made sure to educate him, teaching him the poisons one would and should use, but also how to control his urges to use them and to hurt others. But Jirou had been growing more violent, even he knew it about himself. He would need to prostrate before his Fuqin and ask him to refine him once more. But he had made his bed on this action, and he would see it through. His distracted mind had tuned out half of what she had said, and as such he only reawakened to the world around him when Junjie came into the room. He would hear the comment he made about their father and he would simply smile taking the jade bowl from him. [break][break] “He may be your father by blood Junjie…But he is my father by actions…” he would pat Junjie on the shoulder almost…lovingly? It was definantly not how he would normally act and he looked at the two siblings. “Please inform father that I will be accept any punishment he sees fit for abusing his trust as I did, I let my mask fall to far this time so I must lie in the bed I made. Take Lanying and Enlai away from here and back to their rooms. Let them eat what ever they wish tonight. I will be here for the rest of the evening no doubt.” He ignored the comment of lady Ravencrest, and he would take the medicine in one hand as he waited till they were now finally alone. He would then grab the chain on the wall and pull, forcing her arms to be spread away so she could not attempt to knock the bowl from his hand. [break][break] “You made comment on my sister earlier. So ill let you know this. My sister and brother will do as they are taught, just as I do. Our family makes sure we knew the ways of things. But I am not a scared little boy. I am a monster who took the place of the child I once was. I had to in able to be in the mindset needed to protect my family. But I will fully admit to you I fucked up…You will be my first and last great mistake in this life.” he would approch from behind and grab her hair violently pulling her head back. “If you resist… lanying will die tonight at Enlais hands. I promise you this my sweet little warrior Doll. if she did not resist, he would pour the medicine down her open throat and make sure she swallowed it all.
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Hotaru would watch the brief interaction between the two men, though subtle the one known as Junjie flinched at the other's touch. It was clear there was a story there, a person wouldn't normally flinch if there was complete trust and harmony between them and the second party. A person flinched because they were afraid but then given how Jirou behaved she could only guess what she may have done to the elder male. She remained quiet however just listening to their words to one another. Junjie seemed to be the son of the elder male from before and subtly seemed to remind Jirou that he wasn't a member of their family. It was clear that the blue-haired male wanted to comment more but it was likely a difficult situation due to their social statuses. It was clear whoever he served however cherished him due to the grade of silk he was wearing.
He wondered if that would save them from the wrath of Jirou but going by everything he had seen thus far she doubted it. "You already have a father who cares for you, if you want to be an actual member of my fathers family step down from that golden throne of yours and become a servant to those who are currently your family. You can't have it both ways." Junjie's words though harsh were respectful, she couldn't help but notice he didn't want to anger the younger male. She understood Junjie was lower in the status ladder but surely if he served another member of the family then Jirou would have no authority over him, she could be wrong as her knowledge on how this family worked was limited. She didn't really know where they came from all she knew was that it wasn't Clover.
"I will let you request punishment yourself, I am not your mouthpiece nor am I getting involved in that mess." he said coldly, he was the only son his father had and yet he had to act as a second son to protect the fragile ego of the man he was talking to. The last time his father's attention was on him Jirou had made up a rumour getting him lashed when that didn't keep the desired effect the younger male broke his sword. The lashings were far worse due to a sword being an extension to someone like himself and so losing or breaking it was dealt with harshly. It wasn't just his back that had got it but his feet, he was also forced to fast until he learned his lesson. Luli would sneak him food as best as she could, it meant her own portions lowered but she couldn't have her brother suffer.
Jirou had asked to be the one to administer the punishment and his father agreed, the cane used wasn't an ordinary one in the hands of Jiro as he made very small hard to see obsidian needles that dug into the skin making it that much worse. Though he hadn't done anything wrong he pleaded forgiveness for his crime of breaking his weapon. It had been granted by their father who reminded him that he was a disappointment, those words had cut the blue-haired male deeper than any punishment. He was told until he was found a worthy son he wouldn't be given another blade to own before his father walked off. He still remembered Jirou bending down and whispering into his ear that he should remember his place as their father's second son because he would go further if needed.
He confirmed that he was their father's second son and would never be as favoured as Jirou, he told Jirou he accepted. He never truly had and that's why he kept saying 'my father' instead of 'father' or 'our father'. He sighed for a moment "You remember I am not in your service officially. I am guardian to the princess Hinota." he said his voice completely calm as he looked at the other with a deadpan expression. He fully expected that this would be reported later or that Jirou would take care of him on his own but he needed him to remember that he wasn't the one he served. "Lanying, Enlai come along." he said walking out knowing the pair would bow to Jirou and quickly follow. Junjie didn't even bother bowing before he walked away, in his mind the deranged noble didn't deserve his respect not after what he did to him and to others.
He paused for a moment as he heard movement behind him and a whimper of pain coming from Hotaru, he knew he should get involved but his duty was to make sure Hinota was safe. Things like this however if play on his conscious and would likely need to seek guidance from an external force before long. Blood was trickling from Hotaru's wrists again as her arms were forced apart, it was painful because her wrists hurt but also because where she fell due to being drugged and how she landed when being hit. "You aren't a monster Jirou, there's time to fix this... once you step over that line there's no goi-" she was cut off as she cried out a bit when he grabbed her hair and pulled her head back violently "I'm not a mistake in anyone's life, you asked me to come here so I did." It really was that simple.
She was going to start struggling but hearing his words she had all but stopped as her eyes opened wide, she didn't know if he was bluffing but didn't want to test the theory out. The woman would be so scared at what was happening to her by the one she was to trust the most with her life and the man would have guilt that would never leave him and it would all be because of her. She'd allow him to open her mouth and pour the liquid in before closing it and pinching her nose forcing her to swallow the foul-tasting concoction. Nothing happened at first and she thought it was just a placebo but then it hit her, she tried to open her mouth to say something but her mind was hazy, she honestly couldn't find the words.
She started to feel dizzy and her body felt heavier, it was like she was in someone else body. Jirou would see the disorientated and dismayed look that was on her face as she was trying to work out what was going on with her body, she truly was at his mercy. Soon enough she cried out in pain. This may have surprised Jirou but the medicine also made stimulations amplified so she was now in agony due to the injuries she had given herself earlier trying to help Lanying and Enlai. It was Fengge's personal punishment to the young woman for how she had previously acted.
The feeling of his hand against her neck, as it slid from her nose down her face and to her throat reminded Jirou just how vulnerable she was now. If he was like that truly devilish nobles he would do such terrible things to her. But he wanted her as a Doll, unbroken, and unchanged from how she was. But he had to accept that for that to happen, he had to break her from the inside. He pressed their bodies together for a moment, feeling her breathing through his back as he then pushed himself away from her and stood with purpose only he could understand.he would need to do this carefully he knew, leaving even a portion of her fire would cause issues down the line which he could not allowed. But the words of Junjie still stung him, and clouded his thoughts even as he heard the girl scream in agony. He turned to look at her and chuckled knowing it had to have been Fengges doing. He had planned to first dull her senses with the potions then ask for that drug, but it seemed his father had better ideas on it then him. [break][break] He walked over to his table of… ‘toys’ as he called them. Each bladed instrument had a different effect and feel, made from only the finest materials. He would gently take up one of his favorite blades and he tested it once more on his own flesh as he did with every blade of his and found it cut wickedly deep, and healed almost instantly afterwards. He shuddered at the pain and knew it would hurt her badly. He removed the top of his outfit and let it fall to the ground where he had been now standing bare chested. His own body covered in scars from training and experimentation. He looked upward and breathed out deeply, as he then looked once more at her from behind, his eyes setting like a snakes as he walked toward her slowly and he knelt behind her, using his free hand to grab her outfit and with his strength he ripped the fabric from her belly and back, leaving her covered only by the uper portion of clothing so that she was at least decent above the waist. [break][break] Slowly the young noble traced his free hand over her skin, and grabbed her chin as he lifted her head back to force her to look at the ceiling, their bodies now pressed together as his soft breath touched her neck and earlobe. He placed the edge of the blade against her belly and spoke softly into her ear in their native tongue. “Your all mine…Ill make you feel loyal only to me. I promise ill love you… so don’t struggle to much.” he slowly and forcefully dragged the edge over her belly and even though it would cause immense pain, not a single drop of blood would spill from her wound as it healed almost instantly, though that didn’t stop him from holding her forcefully by the chin, making her stay in what would be considered a rather lewd and painful pose. “Say only my name…and I promise I will love you always.” [break][break] He was unsure if he loved her or not, but to him love was just another tool, another way to control those you wanted to keep. It was the reason he refused to sit idle while Hino was used as a bartering chip. He knew no one she would ever be with would love her like the family did…no…not even the mother and father who cared for her loved her like he and Ozma did. He knew for certain that between the two of them, Hino would want for no other love and protection. After he reached the end of the first cut, he placed it under her chest, in the soft flesh that lay over where the chest and torso would meet on a woman and with a slow and deliberate drag he cut her soft flesh as he spoke sweet nothing into her ear. “You are all mine, and mine alone from now until the day we die.” he would end the sentence by finishing the second pull of the blade against her flesh with a flurish that sent a single crimson droplet flying through the air, and causing the one candle in the room to die with a sizziling hiss as the pair were plunged into a thick and heavy darkness. [break][break] “We are no where near done, Xiao Xingxing.”
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She remained unmoving as she breathed heavily, she didn't want to be touched in this instant. She wanted to escape and hide but even the most subtle movement caused her an intense pain that made her cry out. She tried to not cry out or let tears fall but it was hard, more so as his hand going down her neck caused her to shudder making the cuts caused by her bindings to rub against the metal again making her cry out showing just how truly sensitive she was. She was vulnerable and alone in a place she shouldn't have been, she was a guest to this man but it was all a ploy to get some sick revenge against her because his ego had been bruised. She wanted to scream for help but she doubted anyone would hear her if she could form the words, there was also the fact that if anyone could here she believed they wouldn't.
She tried to move back feeling his body against hers but with the binding being as they were she couldn't move, also her body felt so heavy that it didn't feel like it could move even a centimetre on its own without help. She had no idea what this deranged noble had in store for her or how she would endure what was going to happen, her spells were activated by single words and she couldn't even remember them, come to think about it she didn't even know if her grimoire was still on her or not. She looked at Jirou as he chuckled, it was clear he knew what was going on even if she didn't. She was terrified, nothing could prepare someone for something like this. She watched as he moved over to a table and picked something up.
She saw him shuddering before he walked over and stopped behind her, she had no idea what he had in his hand but she had a feeling it wasn't anything she wanted to deal with, especially not with her body acting the way it was. She heard something land on the floor, her mind and heart started to race with what was to come next but luckily she was wrong. She could hear the soft steps and gentle vibrations through the floor as he walked towards her before he knelt only to grab the back of her kimono top and pull it ripping it, the bottom of her chest wrapping seen vaguely showing she was in no way naked underneath her kimono and hakama. Feeling his hand delicately trace her skin she couldn't help but shudder in fear and let out a small gasp but it was short lived.
He gripped her chin making her look at him, her eyes dilated as she was forced to look at the ceiling. She felt the warmth of his skin on the flesh of her own body that was showing, it was then she felt something cold and sharp on her stomach that made her shake as she listened to his words. If it was any other situation and didn't have a scalpel and chains involved it may have come across as sensual as he whispered into her ear his hot breath on her neck, this was anything but. He said she was his and that she would feel loyal only to him, that he promised to love her and so she shouldn't struggle too much with what he was about to do. This wasn't love to her, this was manipulation and torture by a mentally unstable male.
She screamed out as the blade went across her stomach, it was intense and unlike any pain, she had ever felt before. She was wondering what she had done to deserve such treatment, tears fell from her eyes as she couldn't hold them back from falling. No later than the pain was there than it had faded, she was breathing deeply as she tried her best to prepare herself for what was going to happen next. She looked at him, her eyes begging him to stop this. She wanted to say something but it was almost like she had forgotten how to speak, she didn't like this. He wanted her to say his name and he said that he would love her always, given that it was like she lost the ability to even make any noise other than screaming or sobbing. Even if she could she wouldn't say his name or say that she loved him.
It was now the blade was put at her chest and cut making her scream out again showing him just how much pain he was causing her, but she was he seemed undeterred by the suffering he was causing to her. As he dragged the blade down he reminded her that she was his and his alone until they both died, she didn't want that fate, to her no one deserved that fate. Again the pain ebbed as the cut came to an end and she panted thankful that it had. Before she realized what was going on the room had become dark. His next words scared her now that she couldn't see him, he told her that what she was going through was nowhere near done. She wanted it to stop, she would have to endure and hope she came out the other side in one piece but it was already clear she would be a changed person after this.
[attr="class","polarPOSTIT"] The hours had passed with little between the two besides their own flesh and what little clothing remained on their bodies. Jirou had spent time working the knife against her flesh in slow and sensual strokes as he continued to whisper sweet nothings into her ears. He even had at once been tempted to cut her chest bindings, but he could not bring himself to be that evil. He was not interested in sexual feelings. He wanted only to make her feel only for him, he would not ruin his perfect doll when she was this close to being within his grasp for forever. In the lightless darkness, their bodies had remained pressed against each other with such gentle caressing, that despite the blade he held in his hand like a skilled surgeon, it was almost like he wasn’t threatening her with extreme pain. Each movement betrayed his skill as a lover, and showed he knew how to touch and tease a body to cause sensations and pleasure without downright needing to be excessively lewd. [break][break] He had taken a break only once, and that was to readjust her chains, using soft padding laced with healing magics slid into place with the work of an expert torturer to heal her wounds on her wrists and ankles and well as to prevent her from blacking out from bloodloss. He had even been kind enough to readjust her chains so that her arms were above her head. The softly healing slips were a godsend in this position, as they kept her arms from going numb due to the chains pressure. Following that, he had even taken a break from torturing her, though he did not leave her be. He returned to sitting behind her this time he lifted her by the chains with his free hand, and using the hand that held the knife he had been cutting her with he pulled her into an embrace that looked almost loverly if someone where to be watching them. Their bodies were drenched in sweat, the blade designed to take mana from both the user and the victim to heal them for each injury. [break][break] Jirou traced his hands over her hips and up her side, his longer finger nails gently scratching her skin like a lovers touch. The hand traveled up and over her chest compressing bandages and gently grabbed her chin once more with the soft and efficiant touch of someone skilled in such movements. He had taken the life of many servants and maids in his life in this room. But non of them made him feel anywhere close to how this woman did despite the fact they had still most of their clothing on. His thumb gently brushed her lower lip, as he turned her neck to the side and with a bite unlike a monsters, he marked her neck as his and his alone. But the entire time this happened, he did not use the blade once on her. Even as their sweaty bodies writhed together in the darkness, he did not use it.
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Hours had passed in a sea of what felt like never-ending darkness and pain, thanks to the constant use of the knife much of her clothing remained in tatters on the floor around her. She was still quite well covered considering but she was wanting it to stop, whatever insult she had caused wasn't worth the punishments she found herself going through. She would have kowtowed and apologised to make it stop but something told her nothing she could or would do, would stop this hell from continuing. The entire time the blade had been cutting into her overly sensitive skin Jirou had been whispering sweet nothings into her ear, she believed none of it as if any of it was true she wouldn't be chained and being tortured. She was feeling fear like never before, each cut making her scream out to the point she had all but lost her voice.
The entire time he had been harming her, he had kept her close to him, almost as if he was afraid she would attempt to run. She wanted to run, her body had slowly started to return to its normal sensitivity, she was able to think a bit more but when she tried to speak the words made no sense and she made no noise. He had caressed her body almost like he was giving her time to breathe before it started up again, she could tell that he had experience with those of the opposite gender just by how skilfully he was touching the skin of her torso and back. She guessed that any other female would have been happy for such attention after such pain but it just unsettled her as she was waiting to see when it ended and the pain would begin once more.
She was thankful when her bindings were changed to something kinder, the healing salve was like a gift from the gods as she released a sigh of relief. He had even readjusted her bindings so they were above her head, it was uncomfortable but she could bare it thanks to her wounds being tended to. Soon enough she had been pulled into an embrace, she squirmed against it weakly, she didn't want to be near him but she was losing the ability to fight against him. She was panting but it was due to her body trying to get over the painful stimulation her body had been put through. His nails started to trail up her side and she trembled tears falling "Stop." she said her voice trembling, it had been the first thing she had said since she took her 'medicine'. She expected it to fall onto deaf ears though.
He again grabbed her chin and forced it up but the action had been softer even as he thumbed her bottom lip, she did her best to show defiance still within her and bit on it enough to draw blood. This was just before he turned her neck to the side and decided to bite the neck, she cried out again letting go of his finger spitting out the blood she had in her mouth. Eventually, the light would return to the room and Junjie could be seen with another tray with another jade cup "My father said it is time for her medicine and time to eat as it has been hours." he said watching the scene in front of him "Also, please let her go before something bad happens. It's not too late to undo this damage. Luli can help her change and I can escort her back to her brother."
He really didn't like this and was pleading for it to come to an end, he knew that the other was likely going to be angry about this but it wouldn't change the facts that he was playing with fire and would eventually get burned. This meant that it would harm his own mistress and he wouldn't allow this under any circumstance, she was a sweet woman who was currently struggling. "I could tell princess Hinota what is going on, so please let her go." There was a good chance that Jirou would call the bluff, he knew that he would abide by the traditions of what happened behind closed doors remained there, but, more than that Jirou knew that he would never tell Hinota even if he didn't because he would never wish for her to be upset. He could deal with the beating but his mistress was delicate and he didn't want to destroy her in any way.
The pressure of her teeth digging into his finger tip was enough to cause him to groan in pain, but he didn’t react violently. He let the pain he felt from her own attack stimulate his own bites reaction. His teeth dug into her soft and supple flesh with a ravenous lustful hunger that if he had wanted her broken he would have taken full advantage of, but he wanted her intact and loyal. But as he held his prize against his barenaked chest and as he went to caress her belly once more, the soft yet sharp sound of a match being lit, causing the candle to flicker back into life with the acrid smell of burnt blood. Jirous eyes turned to look at the source of the light, only to find it to be Junjie, standing with another jade bowl. He set the bowl down and looked at the scene before him. [break][break] Jirou watched and listened, as the servant he let be called his brother threatened to tell Hino.the mere idea made Jirous blood boil with an anger that he wasn’t even expecting himself. The light of the candle flickered as Jirous mana poured outward from him like a river of pure malice and hatred. It twisted the aura of the room and caused a thick miasma like feeling to turn the air even heavier then it already was at this deep point. The mana alone felt like a foul and stale wind that threatened to blunge the entire room back into darkness from the sheer malice he now felt. He dared to enter into his special place and threaten him? He dared to intrude upon hsi alone time with his new plaything? The look Jirou shot him through his hanging hair was a challange, a dare to event attempt to speak of this to anyone and Junjie would suffer a fate worse then death. [break][break] “Leave… Or I promise you the punishment you recieved for the sword will be a blessing compared to what I will do to you. Do NOT forget your place.” the tone of voice was evil and dark, and begged for the servant to call his bluff. He would make his life a living hell.
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She winced feeling the bite becoming harsher against her flesh, it made her cry out as it was a more sensitive part of her body anyway being close to her jugular. She flinched feeling his fingers going against her flat toned stomach she was begging internally for it to stop but as the light came back after being in the darkness for so long it stung her eyes as it tried to adjust. "Help..." she called out to the blur that was by the door, she could tell he was holding something and saying something but nothing was quite making sense to her in that current moment. She still didn't know if the person was a friend or foe, she was hoping the former over the latter as she didn't know how much more she could take. She was fighting to remain who she was with everything she had but she feared it was a losing battle.
Whatever was said seemed to upset her captor to the point his mana flared, she flinched but given what she had been through in the last few hours it would be understandable. The other didn't seem to flinch at whatever was said, in fact, they dared to take a few steps forward. "How would you feel if someone treated my mistress the way you are treating that woman?" He was hoping to make the young noble see reason, he knew his mind was twisted and dark but he never expected him to be so sadistic to someone outside of the estate. It was beyond troubling and could cause the downfall of the entire family "That is the younger sister of the Crimson Lion's captain, are you insane?" he knew it was useless but he at least had to try. He watched as Jirou moved between his prize and himself.
The aura had changed within the room, the heaviness of the hair was truly apparent and made him give pause as he looked to Jirou who was clearly pissed. He was told to leave or the last punishment he ended up receiving would have been a divine blessing compared to what he would have in store for him. "My father already thinks me a failure due to you. The blade that was given to me upon adulthood still remains in two pieces as a forced reminder of a sin I didn't commit. What could you really do to me that is worse than that?" he asked, he knew he was pushing the limits and he knew it but he was already annoyed at how the other was acting, at how he was treated as a second son to a family he was the only son to.
He remained where he was, his eyes going to the jade cup that he had brought, picking it up he poured the contents onto the floor. He knew he would be in trouble for that later but he didn't care all he could imagine was his own mistress being treated like this. It twisted his heart, mind and stomach he knew he couldn't speak of it openly and it wasn't like he had many people he spoke to off of the estate. "It is not I who have forgotten their place, that would be you. Please let her go while this can be fixable. I can take the punishments but let her go." he would try one more time to reason with his 'brother' but he had a feeling that it would just fall on deaf ears "If you love her like you just said you do you will let her spread her wings. I'm sure your parents will find you a wonderful wife." he said hoping this wouldn't go south.
Why must everything be so difficult? Was Jirou not owed this? Was his normal status truly so fickle to the universe that it would keep allowing these weaklings to interfer? He was starting to lose his patience with everything. He had been in such a happy place in those hours of darkness and solitude with his doll. Yet once again someone of lesser birth then him kept getting in his way of his fun. He was starting to get aggitated and angry. But as Junjie spilled the valuble medicine on the ground and dared to speak about Hino in his presence. He moved quickly over the well traveled and he stepped beyond Junjies area leaving a slash across his face with the healing knife, the blade causing damage then healing it almost instantly, but the pain would linger. In that moment he would kick Junjie to the ground by kicking his knee out and forcing him to the ground. [break][break] “You will not compare my dear sister to this woman! My dear sister does not rebel against the old ways! She remains ever devoted to the teachings of our family and knows better then to insult a man infront of an entire KINGDOM!” it was clear his pride was hurt, the event sof the Magic Knight Exams had not sat well with Jirou. And he had taken the frustration out on the woman who ahd first wounded his pride. Of all his injuries he had ever taken to his body and mind, only two had stayed with him. The forced kneeling he had suffered for his actions at Lydia Ravencrests house, and the verbal lashing she had recieved from Hotaru Kasai at the Exams. He looked at the wasted medicine and scoffed annoyed. “Return to OUR father… tell him what you did and that I require more of the medicine. Youll leave the Medicine, fresh clothing for me and Hotaru, as well as a proper meal in the secret area you and father use to get in here. Then you will not return to this place unless I personally call for you is that understood? [break][break] Jirou then walked past Junjie and returned to the table of tools. He set the knife down and sighed softly as he gripped it. “I understand what im doing Junjie…I understand how it endangers the family. But you would not understand the burden I must bear. To never be seen by my own father… well… maybe you do at this point, I don’t know anymore. But for the first time in my little Junjie…Someone has made me feel love besides Hino and Ozma. Is it real love? I have no idea, and even what is love besides another form of control…all ive ever known is that I will never be good enough to lead my family. I will always be second in line to my dear brother Ozma. Please do not bring up my sister again. If you do…. I will have to speak to Fuqin regarding your tongue.”
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Junjie knew he was playing with fire when he got involved, he knew it would end in terrible punishment but he needed to try and get his lady's brother to see some sense. That what he was doing was wrong that if and when it was discovered it would affect those he claimed to love and cherish. "You will be my mistresse's downfall and you honestly don't really care because you care more about your wounded ego." he said trying yet again to get him to concentrate on the one person he apparently loved above all else. "My mistress isn't in danger of the monsters beyond the mists of her home but the ones that linger within it. They will be the ones that will one day end her beautiful life." His sole duty was to protect her from danger but how could he do it when the dangers were her own family.
Just as he finished speaking Jirou had quick-stepped just past him, he felt a sharp sensation and winced. He hadn't bothered to check his face as he knew of the deranged nobles tools, he wouldn't leave a visible mark on him as Hinota would start asking questions. He had the ability to heal the lingering pain that he was feeling in his cheek, however, he didn't even try to as the last time he attempted to heal a punishment the offending hand was broken. When Hinota had asked about it he said it had happened while training, he felt terrible for lying to her but it was better than telling her the truth and either scaring her or making her angry. She subsequently healed his hand calling him silly and telling him to be more careful in the future, his father had been angry but there was nothing he could do as it was Hinota who had healed it.
The lesson had been learned however and Junjie had never even attempted to use healing on himself since. Right after the cut had taken place he felt a sudden pain in the back of both his legs making them buckle and for him to fall to his knees, his hands coming out to prevent him fully crashing down. With Junjie's current posture it was as if he was bowing ready to kowtow, he had no intention of kowtowing as though he knew he was in the wrong so was Jirou. He listened to Jirou's words how he wasn't to compare Hinota to Hotaru. That Hinota was obedient to the traditions, obedient to her family and how she wouldn't insult a male in front of people. "You are wrong in all three things you have said there." Junjie corrected respectfully.
"My mistress went against your families wishes for her and became a member of the Golden Dawn, she doesn't want to be part of the selection process because she has found love in a commoner like myself and she called out your flaws at the visit to the Ravencrest estate." he explained to him turning to look at him with a smile "My mistress is changing, she's moving away from traditions little by little and I am happy for her and the young man she loves." he continued, he knew this would be the last thing Jirou would want to hear as he hated commoners with a passion. She was taught and trained how to be the wife of an emperor or prince, even some nobles had asked for her hand and yet it was a commoner who she wanted to be within her current lifetime.
"You mean MY father." he said starting to get up, he still felt the pain shooting up the back of his legs as he did "Until you get off that golden throne of yours and become a servant like me, you are nothing more than a pretender in my eyes and will never truly be family." he said his arms crossing as he turned to look at him "But you never will because you enjoy throwing that pompous ego of yours around as it allows you to think you are better than the next person." he said calmly "You were likely firstborn but they knew there was something wrong with you even as a newborn and so gave your twin the keys to the kingdom knowing you'd only bring ruination to the family." his voice had turned cold and cruel, something that it never had before as he walked forward towards Jirou.
He leaned in as he got closer "Do anything that will put Hinota or Luli in danger and I will take your life without a second thought and I swear to the gods above no one will ever find your body. Do I make myself clear?" his voice was low enough that even Jirou would find it hard to hear him but at the same time every word would have been as clear as day. The tone used would show that this was no idle threat but a promise, the two women named were his world and he would fight the gods themselves to protect them so one arrogant shit heel of a noble was nothing. The words dripped with murderous intent and venom toward Jirou as he stood away believing they had an understanding. He could and would take any punishment thrown at him but he wouldn't let others be harmed because Jirou was troubled.
He listened and watched as Jirou went back to the table putting the blade down as he said he understood how it endangered his family. "If you know why the hell are you doing it?!" he demanded for now ignoring the wants he had, he wasn't Jirou's servant and refused to be treated like it. "Aww, boohoo little Jirou isn't the heir it must be sooooooo hard for you to live in a palace and have your every damned need fulfilled by others." he rolled his eyes, if this man wanted to be treated like his brother he would speak to him as one. "You have it better than most people and you are still not happy. You are treated like a prince by not only your own family but mine and you aren't happy. You make others suffer just because you're unhappy and want more." he walked over to him.
He drew his arm back and punched him to the ground and he made sure a bruise would be left, with that done he put his foot on Jirou's chest and applied pressure so it would make it hard to breathe. "This is how you make it feel for those who carry you around on that palaquin of yours. Yes, it is traditional but we have these things called carriages, they come with wheels and are pulled by livestock." he was glaring down at Jirou, normally he wouldn't have ever done something like this but he was a threat right now and he was trying to make him see sense. He knew it would have severe backlash and he would take it but for now, he was protecting his sister and the woman he was trained to since he was a child at least in his mind.
"What you are doing to that woman isn't love, it is sadistic and cruel." his voice was stern as he spoke, he was speaking as an older brother to an idiotic younger one. "Also, you need to decide which family you want to belong to. You can't keep saying my family then act as if mine is yours as well while treating me as if I am lower than the dirt you walk on." he raised his foot off the chest of the other "If you decide you wish to remain a member of your biological family then stop referring to my father as father and to me and Luli as your brother and sister. On the other hand, if you renounce your ties to your biological family I will concede my birthright to you as you have sacrificed yours and become a servant." he knew the latter was unlikely to happen however if it did there would be a lot of angry servants out for revenge but he would protect him as his family and help him make amends.
"Please take the next week to think this over, it is a big life decision. You never know you may enjoy a life of service over a life of luxury." he said gently as he turned to leave only to stop at the door "I will bring up Hinota if I believe it is relevant to a situation, you will not stop me from doing so." he said calmly "And my father will never take my tongue because it will bring to much attention as Hinota will start to ask questions as to why and who did it. Your sister is skilled in what she does and could easily have my father removed from here for doing such a thing, I'm sure you wouldn't want to do that to the man you view as a father." he said with a sickly sweet tone. "I will tell him the medicine got spilt and more has been requested, speak of any of this and next time we train I won't hold back." with that he left leaving Hotaru and Jirou alone.
Hotaru had been watching the entire situation unfold, the blue-haired male went from submissive to almost putting the other in his place. It was like something flipped a switch in the man and he was done playing games with Jirou having made several ultimatums "He... he's right you know..." she whispered weakly "This... torture... it isn't love..." she continued it was clear that her functions were starting to return but it was still taking her a while and a lot of effort to speak as she was, she had no idea if the other would heed the blue-haired male's words or if he would continue as he was, she, however, had to be prepared for the worst. Why did she ever accept to come here? She guessed it was because she hoped he would be different but in honesty, the mask had fully slipped to show the demon behind it. "I will never love you." she said turning her head away from him in disgust.