"Man time really does fly huh," Ruan Shen said ruefully. "Really can't call you a cute little junior anymore can I?"
"I was never particularly little," Ling Qi said wryly.
"Details," he dismissed.
They sat in the archive room they'd always booked for their study sessions, surrounded by books and scrolls filled with music theory, history, arts, and qi composition. Ling Qi could feel the faint strains of music that lived between these pages, the melodies that had long since soaked into the shelves, and granted this place a soft background song of learning for those with the ears to hear it. With her, on the padded benches and chairs were Ruan Shen and Bian Ya, seated side by side. The older girl was dressed up in lacey, billowing finery, all soft pinks and greens, with a wreath of flowers in her hair. Ruan Shen wore an open chested tunic, wine red, with black hemming. His arm curled around Bian Ya's waist, and her head rested on his shoulder.
She was happy for them. She hoped that their affection would last until the betrothal ran its course in some decades. Maybe she would be invited to the wedding? It was strange to imagine things so far from now, when her life so far had barely the freedom to think beyond tomorrow.
There on the left, sinking into a plush chair was Yu Nuan, with her dog a ball of fuzzy cloud peaking out from beneath the chairlegs with a panting doggy grin. Her hair was spiked out and stiff with some product, dyed to an actinic blue shot through with white. She rearranged her piercings a little, dangling iron spikes etched with the symbols of the thunder court crackling with lightning in her ears, a set of three silver rings through her lip, and a stud of blue-white jade pushed through her brow. She wondered if mother was the one who had convinced her into the dark navy blue tunic. She was still trying to push on clan colors, last Ling Qi had checked.
Another thing she needed to do, Getting her household in order, seeing how everyone was settling with the changes coming. There were simply so many things to do…
Ma Jun was here as well today, the newest member of their little troupe, now that she had been brought into the Inner Sect. She seemed to be taking her cues from Bian Ya, with her flowing petal patterned gown and flowers in her hair, though hers were metal and stone rather than real, ornaments of gold and jade.
"I just hope none of you were too troubled, by our project," Ling Qi said, smiling as she leaned back in her own seats. The chairs in the archive were so comfortable, she'd have to ask after where they got them.
Bian Ya chuckled, fluttering a silk fan before her face. "Oh, we are always happy to support the heiress, it's no trouble at all."
"Got an earful from a couple Uncles and Aunties, but what's new? Keeps things where I like 'em," Ruan Shen said with a careless grin. "Ha- My old man was pretty amused, actually."
"My sister and I can only support Lady Cai and her kindness, we can only follow your wisdom on these things," ma Jun said shyly. "But… I thought it was a very good play."
She glanced at Yu Nuan, who snorted. "Some folks have given me shit, but hey, I know where my bed is made."
They'd sent the forms in. The adoption would probably be official soon after the summit ended.
"Lets not worry about the little stuff today. You came by so we could see you off, not chat politics," Ruan Shen said. "You're still too serious!"
"If I'm too serious its only because I keep getting up to my neck in serious business," Ling Qi said, but he was right, today wasn't the day for that.
"I'm pretty sure you seek that shit out," Yu Nuan snorted.
Not the point.
"Lady Ling is very responsible," Ma Jun said demurely.
She gave her former bodyguard a pleading look. She wasn't helping!
Also, someone looking at her with such admiring eyes, for a reason like that. She couldn't help but feel a bit fraudulent.
Ruan Shen chuckled, looking at her with a knowing smile.
"But really, do tell, what is it like trying to wrangle so many high ranking nobles in one place?" Bian Ya asked.
Ling Qi laughed, rubbing the back of her neck. "...Honestly, the ducal representatives, they're getting along on their own. I've been more focused on our guests, but so far there haven't been any major disputes?"
Bian Ya gave her a disappointed look. "Ling Qi I understand the appeal of the exotic, but you still can't let these opportunities pass you by."
"I'm familiar with Bai Meizhen and Xuan Shi already," Ling Qi protested. "And Meng Dan and I have been taking time to speak on how I can keep the Meng interested."
"That isn't how you made it sound," Bian Ya groused good naturedly.
"Ah, we all know she's buddies with the white serpent princess," Ruan Shen drawled. "...However that works."
"...The Bai aren't actually vengeful spirit beasts," Ling Qi said flatly.
They all nodded quickly. Why did she feel like she was being humored?
"Xuan Shi is also helping me as a personal favor, rather than representing his clan," she added.
"He cannot help but represent them, in some ways," Bian Ya said.
"I'm aware of that," Ling Qi said. "And I'm grateful that its been allowed."
If the Xuan clan did not want him there, then he would not be there, regardless of what he personally wanted. She understood that.
"Aaaaand back to politics again," Ruan Shen chuckled. Bian Ya yelped as he reached up and ruffled her hair, leaving her glaring, with a few strands askew.
She huffed, turning back to Ling Qi. "Fine, we shall miss your presence. It has been enjoyable, this little troupe."
"It can still be, I'm hardly the life of the party," Ling Qi said.
"I suppose, though you are the point in common."
"If the seniors would indulge us still, I would be very grateful," Ma Jun said.
"I was thinking it'd be fun to keep going, maybe grab up another newbie or two," Ruan Shen said. "Though I get you're busy, Yaya."
"Do not," Bian Ya said severely, jabbing him in the side with her elbow. "...If time allows I might join you."
"If time allows, duties are going to pick up again soon," Yu Nuan said ruefully. Qiu gave an unhappy bark.
"That's just the way it is. We gotta work through it," Ruan Shen said. "We'll all come out the other side, yeah?"
"Yeah," Yu Nuan huffed. "We should do another performance, when the Sect gets to stand down."
"A fine suggestion," Bian Ya said. "The Argent Peak Sect is not only an institute of war. I shall fund the performance personally."
"I'll have to come back and see it," Ling Qi said wistfully. This group was a small thing. By any measure she did not spend a great deal of time here, with these people, but she would miss it anyway.
"You will be invited of course, as well as your Lady," Bian ya said, smiling impishly. "Perhaps you can bring a plus one. Was it the Bao, the Meng, or perhaps Sir Xuan?"
Ling Qi laughed aloud. "Who knows. I've barely had time to think about it."
Ruan Shen blinked and glanced at Bian Ya, whose startled look passed even faster. "Well, its hardly urgent for you," Bian Ya said. "With talent like yours."
"Its something I should think about though," Ling Qi said. "I… don't really know how though."
Bian ya considered her, and pursed her lips. "Should you need it, you have my ear or writing desk. I will offer whatever small advice I can."
"And I'm thankful for that."
"And I'm thankful you got me out of thinking about that," Yu Nuan groused. "You gonna show her the gift or what?"
"The gift?" Ling Qi asked, tilting her head.
"Bian Ya and I decided to get ya a little graduating gift," Ruan Shen chuckled. "Maaan, things have really changed fast."
"You keep saying that," Ling Qi said, amused.
"It keeps being true," Ruan Shen said.
"That does not mean you need to repeat yourself," Bian Ya said mildly. She gestured, and on the table between them, a lacquered box appeared.
Curious, Ling Qi traced her fingers over it, feeling the dense qi inside. The little box opened with a click, releasing a soft fog of visible silver qi. Within were four narrow ingots of of metal in two rows stacked on top of each other. The metal was luminous, seeming liquid to the eye, despite its solidity, the inner light of them rippled light dappling like moonlight on a cloudy night.
"Distilled Moonsilver, a product of my family lands, from the wells that form among the root hills in Xiangmen. I could regale you with the technical details, but, I fear it might be lost on you."
"I'm not much of a crafter," Ling Qi said absently, lifting one bar and turning it over in her hand. It almost pliable, like she could squeeze and deform it, but there was no indentation where her fingers pressed down. She could feel the potent lunar qi infused into the metal though. This was… not inexpensive material, she thought. "Thank you very much."
"I couldn't be sure any particular talisman I might buy would be of use to you, so I thought materials would be better," Bian Ya said, smiling.
Distilled Moonsilver Bars Obtained.
"Got a second part for ya too," Ruan Shen said. "Talked to my old man. Like I said, he found our lil play pretty fun so he offered…
[ ] A delivery of their highest quality lumber, infused with wind and music qi(Benefits Yu Nuan via Talisman mats, Cathedral of Winds Quest gains additional options)
[ ] Some notes on the Beast Kings art and the play its attached too, and the way it has changed over the centuries. (Will allow two Beast King projects to be taken in one slot.)