Chapter 33 - Moonlight (2/2)
Even though she didn't understand what he meant by that, seeing his earnest expression, and of course the benefits she would gain, she nodded in agreement.
She rushed out of the room and informed the elders to not disturb them. Leaving the elders sitting there with complicated expressions and kind of shell-shocked. This was their first princess after all, should anything untoward happen, the king would not only have their heads but also the heads of their loved ones.
Elanar then returned to the room Bazuul was in several minutes later.
Bazuul already sat cross-legged in a spacy area next to a window. Once she entered, he motioned for her to come closer and instructed her how to sit in front of him. After she did so, he said, ”Now put your hands out and connect each of your fingertips with mine. Afterward, we will have to adjust and synchronize our breathing.”
Even though she nodded and did exactly as Bazuul instructed, she felt like an oven as her face blushed beet red again. Aware of the fact that he often crossed his boundaries and had touched her a couple of times already. That, after all, was his doing. This time though, it was out of her own volition.
With a lot of willpower, Bazuul ignored the blush on her face, thus also the wish to further tease her and said.
”Once we have reached the perfect point of synchronicity, I will send all of the energy into you. When that moment comes - you'll feel it - completely focus on controlling all the incoming energies inside your inner world and let me do the rest.”
Once again she was shocked at what he said. An inner world was extremely rare and if someone had one, then it was the deepest secret an individual could have.
Bazuul smiled lightly, lifted one of his hands and said,
”No worries, all information about you is nowhere, within all the myriads of worlds, safer than with me. May the heavens strike me down if I divulge even a word of it.”
After a moment of hesitation, and after seeing Bazuul casually make a heavenly oath, she nodded. A heavenly oath was, after all, no joke. The lucky ones that broke their oath would simply die. Most though would have their souls shattered, thus forever unable to be part of Samsara's Wheel.
Closing her eyes, she put her hands on his and felt several different sensations. One of them was the heat coming from him, as the impression of every ridge on his hand slowly visualized inside her mind. Her heartbeat had long accelerated and her breathing became irregular.
”Focus!” Bazuul reminded her. Which shook her out of her reverie. Taking a peek at him, she saw that his face had become quite rosy, to say the least. A smile edged around her lips before she took a deep breath and refocused. Slowly both drifted into a higher state and initiated the process of their dual cultivation.
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Meanwhile, Bazuul's uncle, Field Marshal Faolan. His two brothers, Kuzan and Karon, and some elders reached the entrance to the embassy of Lumin. Their expressions were grim since none of them knew the true condition of the fourth prince.
The same guards that stood in front of the gate when Bazuul wanted to enter, were still standing guard.
When they sighted the group that came toward them, both felt quite anxious. They had been informed that a delegation from the ralunian kingdom was on their way. Due to the first princess's reaction earlier that day, they could also guess the identity of the roughed up youngster now.
When the group finally stood in front of them, a very familiar and a monument of a figure came up to them and asked with a rugged voice and stern expression.
”I've been informed that my nephew has been severely injured and is currently inside your embassy. If you wish to see another day, I'd advise you to let us trough!”
Both guards shuddered. Not only because of the intense and oppressive aura. Also not because of the threat to their lives. No. He called that boy his nephew. They knew the identity of this person in front of them. Every warrior within the Seven Kingdoms knew the name and deeds of this legendary figure. The Guardian of the Arch. Field Marshal Faolan, the brother of King Varanur III, the king of Ralun. Which would suggest that teenager was a prince of Ralun.
Suddenly they could feel trouble ahead of them that would transcend death.