bloodbound. (earinor & akira)

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    • “Some things aren’t there to be understood.” Yujin didn’t want to admit that maybe, he didn’t know himself and maybe, he was just a hopeless romantic that had fallen for the grumpy blonde on first sight and was trying to make things right like this. Why did Richard allow him to get closer and closer every single time they saw one another, though? It bothered the wolf for a mere second, but as he couldn’t find a sufficient answer, all of this just turned to dust soon enough - something that was better of forgotten and Yujin was incredibly good at forgetting the silliest of things. “Well, no. Whenever you act all gloomy and tell me you don’t want to, I just go against your wishes because I’m sure the last thing you want is what you say. Though, you probably don’t even know you’re dishonest yourself until somebody proves it to you.” Yujin chuckled, darkly at that, before he asked himself how he even found himself in this situation time and time again. When was the last time they had silly yet quite profound talk like this and why was it that, whenever Richard was supposed to not think about things, he thought a bit too much? The wolf bit him again, if only because the sole thought of not being the center of Richards attention pissed him off.

      “Oh, I remember something that, I think? Who even cares, I’ll get her out of the castle for one night if that’s what it takes.” However he’d manage that, he didn’t know, but what Yujin knew was, that nothing related to any of that was, without much of a doubt of importance. A hypothetical scenario he’d forget about, much like the fireworks he wanted to watch with Richard … should he jot that down somewhere once he came home? Tell someone? It felt miles away and yet, winter wasn’t that far away. “Why would it be unfair? The things I’m giving you can’t even be good if they don’t distract you and leave you a moaning, panting mess.”, the wolf sighed, and found himself faced with the obvious - was the same old thing getting boring to Richard, did Yujin just go to slow about something that was taking way too long in the first place? The wolf had no idea, couldn’t help himself or Richard and he very much couldn’t do anything either way. “But? Come on, spit it out.”, he said, knowing that Richard wouldn’t take any orders - Yujin however did go the extra mile to crawl upward, to use that one hand he didn’t use for holdings Richards to hold his body up, and gift the blonde a kiss as soon as he reached his mouth. It wasn’t as sloppy as all the other times probably, maybe just as messy though, and he definitely didn’t feel like letting go before he was completely out of breath, either. Only then did he press their foreheads together and let his body sink, ever so slightly, because holding up himself with only one arm was annoying. “You never say what you want, but I don’t want to do nothing, because you’ll like what I do, if I do it. I’m not quite sure how to make you dazed, though, but you also don’t want it rough … which means, what is it that you really want?”
      Looking back, it maybe is like the toy carts you rode when you were a kid. But those toy carts could never go beyond the walls of the lawn. We want to follow the rugged concrete road beyond the wall. As we've grown, we've decided to leave behind the toy cart.

    • "I think you want to fix me, which is impossible. And if you did, would you find yourself someone less boring then?", Richard asked, but he actually didn't mean to start a fight, he just questioned it and right now Richard actually wished someone was able to fix him. He wanted this slow and tender and taking multiple hours, but it seemed his head didn't stay in the game like that and he for some reason started to think about his dead family instead of concentrating on Yujin and the things he did for the blonde. Richard felt vulnerable all of a sudden and surprisingly enough he was glad that Yujin was here with him right now, even though he felt his chest tighten more and more. "I guess you have figured me out...", Richard mumbled, only to soon enough flinch and hiss. "Ouch! Stop that...!", he grumbled, this bite felt even harder than the one before, but Richard knew very well why he was bitten and it snapped him out of it after all, at least for a little bit. Yujin sometimes had no clue how to handle him, but then there were times where he knew exactly what to do without making Richard be angry at him again.

      "The only reason I would consider visiting the castle again is the bath.", Richard answered. He didn't like that place. It was a castle, but it was even more empty and odd than his own. Myriad had been lively, Silesses castles was cold and frigid. It was fitting to that place, but it was also odd and haunting. Blue was Richards color, yet he hated that icy blue of the walls and the floors there, for some reason. "That's... not it. I like it, it's just... I'm sick of being either sad or totally lost in you." Did he just say that out loud? He shouldn't have, even though it was the truth. He bit his tongue, but also didn't take it back. He got sentimental right now and he didn't even know why. By trying to make Richard relax Yujin opened up something that would have better stayed closed as it seemed. "I feel bad about how I treat you and I feel bad about..." Richard looked up when Yujin crawled back up to him. At least the kiss stopped him from answering and gave him an excuse to stop talking. It felt good to kiss Yujin and Richard put one hand on the wolfs cheek. It was nice to have him on top, to feel his warm body, but not because Richard was cold, he didn't feel like being alone right now. Once Yujin put more weight on top of Richard, the blonde wrapped his remaining arm around him and held onto Yujin. "I mostly don't know what I want.", Richard answered, eyes closed to just feel Yujins presence. "I never said I don't want it rough... I usually do, but not now..." Richard furrowed his brows again and a small sigh left his lips. "I just..." It was hard for him to tell Yujin the truth and he didn't know how to start or where to end. Maybe he should just shut his mouth, on the other hand Yujin was even better than a priest, because eventually he'd forget what Richard told him anyway... The blonde opened his eyes to look at the Silessian prince that lay on top of him and had his forehead pressed against Richards. "You'll declare me stupid, but... I feel bad for feeling good. I want to feel good, but I... whenever I do and I'm not drunk or fucked senseless or at least slightly hurt in the process, I feel like I don't deserve it... You made me feel good just now, I just... can't accept it, I guess..."

    • "I can't fix you, we both know that and even if I miraculously developed the ability to do so, I doubt I'd just throw you away and look for the next best thing to fix. Richard, that's not how that works, that's not how fixing someone works. It takes time, a lot of time." Not only that, it took forever to teach someone that even broken was a state of being, that five-thousand and more bandages weren't going to fix anything and that sometimes, feeling empty and torn was normal, yet, Yujin wasn't going to throw all of that at Richards head, that was nonsensical in the worst of ways, but he also knew that the two of them were kind of playing the waiting game, were trying to stay away from one another as best as they could and he knew, very well at that, that nothing aside from the occasional realization of pain was, what truly haunted his mind at night. Yujin had seen plenty of things, forgotten more than half of them and he didn't want the pieces of Richard, the one he knew, to be part of the past. "It's not too hard once something gets to your head, actually. And stop what? You don't even want me to stop.", he chuckled ever so slightly, yet knew that they both were getting too close to one another for comfort - close enough to be closer than close, and Yujin still loathed that he didn't pack anything to make all of that reality. Why was he that stupid? They were out here for the second night, yet, he'd never anticipated that to begin with. "Just for the bath? What about me? A bath and me, is that workable?" Who knew if it really was. Warmth and light was, what Richard sought and the bath of the castle had both, yet, it wasn't open to the public eye and Yujin himself wondered ever so slightly why the ice barely melted in there, especially with all the heat that accumulated, but he figured that, by the time the warm waft of air hit any pieces of ice, it was already to cold to do serious, immediately noticable damage.

      "You're sick of what now?", the wolf asked, raising an eyebrow, though he doubted that the blonde actually took note of that, which was why he just remained and thought about it for a second, about what he just heard and took it all in. Richard was sick of being lost in him, not sick of him or being into him, but how could one be that? Although, he was also sick of being lost and that was something that Yujin understood very well - after all, Richard did nothing except for being sad when he was alone. Maybe. The hand on his cheek and the missing words were like bliss for a second, if only for that, however, the blonde didn't annoy him with what he was saying, didn't make him lose his mind, no - Yujin diligently listened, as best as he could and tried to make sense of all of this. "You are a mess and a half.", the wolf answered, but he didn't mean it in the worst possible way, not when he squeezed Richards hand and suddenly held it very, very close, as if to symbolize that he wasn't going to let go. "You want it soft, but you can't accept that, because you are you and you are nothing more than full of vivid daydreams, of the realization that you hate the broken pieces that you are and you very much know that none of this is any good because you do not want me to treat you like you deserve it, yet you feel sorry for treating me in a way I don't deserve? Richard, you are silly.", he smiled, giving the blonde a soft peck on his lips, as he finally stopped holding himself up fully, and used the free hand that he had to draw shapes into the skin on the side of Richards ribcage. "But you do deserve all of that I'm willing to give you. Even if you don't know what you want, that's fine, your body and mind aren't always in tandem. Remember when I said something along the lines of everything is fine? Maybe it isn't, maybe it never will be, but rest assured that it will be better eventually and that, even if neither of us can speak for the dead, I doubt they'd loathe you for taking a break from grieving. Just for one night, as yourself." Another kiss soon followed, now that they were so painfully close and now that this entire moment was painfully real as well. Healing was ugly, but so be it.
      Looking back, it maybe is like the toy carts you rode when you were a kid. But those toy carts could never go beyond the walls of the lawn. We want to follow the rugged concrete road beyond the wall. As we've grown, we've decided to leave behind the toy cart.

    • Fixing someone took time, yes and Richard didn't have that, he didn't want to have much more time on earth than he already had.Besides training there was nothing he could do out here, but Nayantai wouldn't let him go. Maybe if Richard proved to him that he was ready by killing some animal during the becoming of age ritual. Wouldn't that make him a man? A grown up? Would he let him go? Then again, Yujin already did that and he was probably more childish than Richard himself. He'd still do it, because Dayan would have loved it and Richard wanted to do something for him since his brother couldn't do it. "Stop biting me...", Richard then explained shaking his head. Was he truly so easily to look through? By now however Yujin knew that Richard wasn't all bark and bite, he was able to be a nice person too that spent time with him cuddling and kissing and sometimes laughing like before when they had eaten. It was too late to hide that and out here it also felt like he didn't need to. "We can meet somewhere else too. The castle is full of people, full of people that want you to be with your girlfriend too and after that dinner I am also pretty sure that they don't like me, aside from your brother maybe." At least the heir of Silesse had been nice and brought him some food he was able to eat.

      "I mean... I just wanted some time relaxing, without obsessing over my dead siblings, or over you.", Richard tried to explain, but he probably didn't do a good job. Whenever he was alone anger and grief took him over and when he was with Yujin he forgot everything around them, slept with him or kissed him until they both were out of breath, but Richard wouldn't say he was enjoying it as much as he could have. Before when they just fed each other some meat and cheese without too much lust or anything like that in place, that was actually pretty nice and Richard probably wanted more than he could have. The night before everything was diligent and soft too, but Richard had been occupied by making sure Yujin was feeling good too. As soon as he stopped doing something, he wasn't able to relax, just like now. "I know." He knew that he was a mess, that none of his feelings made sense and that he often enough said or did things he didn't mean. Sometimes he even said things and did the opposite. The kiss was nice, even though it was very short lived and Richard felt bad for ruining the mood and for making this so complicated. He still didn't understand why Yujin kept up with this, he probably had many other better options. "I'm sorry I ruined the mood...", was all he could say, because he couldn't tell Yujin that he was wrong. He wasn't, but logic didn't make Richard feel any better and right now he didn't know what he wanted. He thought about pushing Yujin to the side and kiss him to make all of this forgotten, but that would have defeated the point and make him do what he always did. He wanted a clear mind and to enjoy this. "I want too much...", he concluded and pressed Yujin a little closer. "Would it be okay if we'd just... try and sleep?", Richard asked. He was tired and he was sure that he'd feel better the next day. That didn't mean that Yujin had to crawl off of Richard, he just wasn't up for anything more than holding each other anymore.

    • Richard wasn’t easily fixable, in fact, Yujin wasn’t even sure if that was something he was capable of in the first place and while he had ideas, many of them, not all of them would be suitable or much to the blondes liking in the first place. He seemingly hated himself, all that reminded him of home and yet, he didn’t like something that wasn’t home either, much like Silesse or Yujin himself, who wasn’t even sure if he was that unlikeable from Richards point of view. The observation still stood, though, and the realization that he was, without a doubt, just an outlet for a man that couldn’t help himself any longer was nothing new, by far - he didn’t mind, though. “I’m sure none of them dislike you, they barely know you as is. You worry too much about opinions, so what if they - potentially - do dislike you? I won’t, not ever, you’re too precious for that.”, the wolf elaborated and if it wasn’t for the fact that the two of them were stuck under heaps of fur they used as blankets, maybe Richard would have been able to see that was well. What a shame, though, it was more of a shame that Yujin found himself unable to help Richard and offer up actual, good advice that helped him help himself. “We can meet somewhere like out here again. I’ll bring whatever you need to not get distracted by your thoughts, I’m sorry I’m not much of a help.”

      Was Richard really saying that he was what was on his mind as well and that he sometimes loathed it as much as thinking about his dead siblings, who’s ghosts probably haunted him for the past few months? Yikes, that wasn’t something one wanted to be compared to for sure. They both were nothing more than a tangible mess and Yujin could help himself, couldn’t help Richard and if he was honest, he never should have crawled up here, never should have stopped biting the blonde and ruin the mood himself, just because he was naive and optimistic and thought he could fix something, anything, for the two of them to have a grander time than ever. The wolf had been wrong, so wrong in fact that he could feel the heavy weight of stuffy air drape itself around his body like a heavy blanket. “If anything, I ruined the mood by not going against your wishes and indulging you. No need to be sorry, you did nothing wrong.” This felt like the calm before the storm, even though the wolf had no idea what storm was approaching and why it was coming their way in the first place. Was that what he deserved? He let himself be held close, not wiggling out of Richards grasp and he couldn’t help but swallow down something that would have probably sounded like he felt played with, just like a fiddle, cheated out of his reward altogether. “Too much? You barely ask for anything, ever. Though, if you do ask for something, I’ll be sure to fulfill it, if you want to.” And thus, he sealed his own fate. Tired, huh? “If you want to, I won’t oppose you. Should I stay like this? I don’t want you to … you know, so if you’d rather have me hold you as well, I could get off of you?”
      Looking back, it maybe is like the toy carts you rode when you were a kid. But those toy carts could never go beyond the walls of the lawn. We want to follow the rugged concrete road beyond the wall. As we've grown, we've decided to leave behind the toy cart.

    • "I just don't want to be around people that don't like me, what's the point? I don't think you care about their opinion, but as said, we can meet somewhere else, without them being around. And it means less sneaking too, right?", Richard replied. He liked the idea of doing another camping trip, or even the outrageous idea of building an own hut outside of town, even though Richard wondered why nobody did that thus far. Nayantai wasn't always home either, Yujin could visit Richard then. He just noticed how much he planned to see him again and how much he relied on that fact already. How long did they know wach other? How came Richard liked him so much? Maybe because he was the one being there for him on his worst days. "I didn't say that. You are.", Richard replied, he was pretty sure he didn't explain well enough what he meant by all that. And neither of all of this was Yujins fault, he did nothing wrong, Richard was simply not granting himself some piece. There was always something going on, not all of it bad, but he wanted it to stop just once. He just wanted to lay back and enjoy, but he doubted that even the hotspring in the castle was able to make him relax.

      "No, as I said... that might have worked, but I wanted something different that doesn't work out. Because of me, not because of you. You make me feel good and I appreciate the times you dominate my thoughts as opposed to anything else. I am also distracted by riding through those icy fields, hunting or building up our tent, but as soon as there is some moment of peace, I lose it. I thought I could just lean back and enjoy you kissing me and I didn't want you to make me lose my mind, because I thought a little break would work out. Just closing my eyes and calm down. I'm not ready for that though..." Richard didn't know how to explain what was going on inside of him. He didn't know how to explain to Yujin that he enjoyed those drunk and high times, some of which just high from each other, without any substances involved, but that wasn't who he was previously. Well, he never was one to sit still with a girl and let her do something for him, he always wanted to make them feel good first and foremost, but he didn't need to be beat afterwards to be able to sleep and he was able to accept some innocent and soft touches without his mind driftig off to places he didn't want to be in. "I ask more than enough of you.", Richard replied and shook his head only to find some warm place he got stick his face at. "Just lie down however you want." Richard wasn't even sure if he'd be able to sleep, but he wanted some more calm moments, ones that probably filled him with thoughts he didn't want, but that was fine. He was simply done trying for more than today and he already knew that he wouldn't be able to shake off this haunting feeling. He'd just try and keep warm around Yujin and he'd just try to fall asleep eventually.

    • "So you want to be somewhere private where it's just the two of us? I can't say that I don't like the idea." Given, Yujin often enough had trouble remembering or doing something, or even just thinking about what he wanted himself, yet, he'd never found someone quite like Richard, like the opposing force that he seemed to be and the realization that, without much of a doubt, he had nothing to remember one another by, lest they'd stick together like glue. It was bittersweet, especially whenever he recalled that Richard did not intend to stick around for all eternity, but no matter what it truly was that encompassed all of his feelings, maybe he'd figure something out before the blonde left, became a speck of color on the horizon and a mirage in his wavering memories. "I am?", he echoed, confused, if a bit overjoyed by the compliment he indirectly just got. How much of a help was he really, though? Not enough to make Richard forget his worries and tender moments, but enough of a help to make him someone he probably wouldn't dare to be otherwise. Yujin wasn't sure what it was that kept both of them going, stuck like a magnet to one another, but there was no way of knowing as long as they didn't at least try - happiness was something that wasn't achieved overnight, the two of them knew just that, and without a doubt, there was nothing they could do about that unless they kept trying and trying. "Not yet, but whenever it is you will be, I want to give it to you at least once. It's not that you're undeserving of it either way, maybe you're right, maybe it's just not the right time for all of that yet." The wolf nuzzled up to Richard, wanted to stay as close as he could, not move and share his warmth with him. "I'll stay where I am then, but if you need anything or can't sleep, please feel free to wake me, alright?" And with that, Yujin gave him one more kiss.

      Was that a final warning for the impending doom that the wolf had sensed? He didn't know, yet, he lay there what felt like eternity, just looking at all the faint outlines of Richard that he could see in this comforting darkness - his eyelids grew heavier by the minute, he was sure of that, and his general mood shifted, he became drowsy and it was hard to make out anything in the first place. Yujin could hear himself mumble something that sounded like 'sleep well', before he definitely drifted off for good. Where was his mind taking him in the first place? If he knew, he wouldn't question it, but given the fact that he was somehow not quite sure if that had been a good choice in the first place, he just accepted his defeat, and hoped that Richard was not as screwed for the night as he usually was - Yujin had done nothing to make him feel good and it weighted down on him, one way or the other, when he slowly started to realize that not even he was save from nightmares, not even in Richards arms and not even when he finally got off of him during the night and just cuddled painfully close, as if the blonde were his source of warmth under all that fur. Once morning came, however, Yujin wasn't sure if he had slept like a stone or just couldn't recall Richard waking up during the night, looking for comfort - but he was still there, right next to him, and while they weren't holding hands anymore, the wolf had held him close enough to realize their skin felt kind of glued together, which was only made worse by the odd sounds that he soon made out in the snow in front of their tent. They soon subsided and he guessed it to be a wild animal, stalking their camp for food scraps, before scampering off - and Yujin did the same, burying himself in his dreams once more, though, the additional slumber wasn't quite as long and when he finally woke up for real, he haphazardly got out of their nest, put some clothes back on and hid Richard beneath the warm fur, to give him some more well-deserved rest, before he tried to get himself out of the tent, he found himself being offered a hand. "Let me lend you a hand.", the voice said, and Yujin just murmured a groggy "thank you", before taking it, finding his way back onto his feet and taking in the cold air, before he jolted and almost fell over, onto the tent, but the strangers hand firmly held him in place. "What are you doing here!", he yelled, and by the gods, was he happy to be wearing pants! "We came to pick you up ... oh, I brought Nayantai!", Muhan laughed, and Yujin just wanted nothing more than to crawl back into that tent.
      Looking back, it maybe is like the toy carts you rode when you were a kid. But those toy carts could never go beyond the walls of the lawn. We want to follow the rugged concrete road beyond the wall. As we've grown, we've decided to leave behind the toy cart.

    • Yujin cuddled closer and Richard kept holding him. He was sorry for ruining the mood and ending the evening on this kind of sour node, but he just wanted to be held and warmed up, nothing more. He didn't want to talk anymore and he also didn't want more activities. Those mood swings were annoying and right now at least he had time to fret over it a little while longer, while Yujin grew heavier and his breathing slower. Richard didn't fall asleep right away, instead he watched Yujin sleep and even let his fingers run through his hair a little. He didn't want to be alone anymore, that became more clear the more time he spent with the wolf. The more time he spent with him the more he asked himself if it would be so bad to not die and instead come back here after he did what needed to be done, if he would survive that was, but maybe he'd try, yet Yujin probably forgot who Richard was by the time he did come back. Maybe people even expected Richard to get king, who knew? Did he want that? His whole life was heading towards that goal, but now all of that was gone. If he'd live here, what would he even be doing? All of those thoughts went rampant in Richards head, but eventually he managed to fall asleep.

      Richard didn't sleep through the night though, but when he woke up, he tried to let Yujin sleep. It were the usual nightmares, but even though Richard knew them, it wasn't easier to see all those pictures every single night. He was shaking and on the verge of tears, but he simply cuddled back up to Yujin and tried to fall asleep again while his heart raced. Would this ever end? It reminded Richard of the reasons he intended to die in Adrestia, but not before taking as many assholes with him as possible. Just hours ago he questioned this decision. He was tired and beat, yet he didn't regret this journey. He simply cuddled even closer to Yujin and fell asleep again. On the next morning he didn't notice Yujin woke up and left his side, even though he probably noticed the lack of warmth somehow. He only woke up when he heard voices, most notably Yujins yelling. He wasn't quite awake to decipher what was said but he heard a different voice too and that woke him up completely. Still completely naked Richard started to search for his clothes to put them on and he hated the fact that he brought the Thrian ones which he still couldn't close properly. He hastily put some layers on so he'd at least looked like he hadn't slept completely naked and then he stuck his head out the tent as well. "What's going on here?", he wanted to know and was promptly greeted by Nayantais and Yujins fathers face. "What the fuck?"

    • The wolf had expected about anything - a fox or a wolf, or maybe even a bear that had picked up on something, that had hounded their camp for food or even vagrants, that came across this makeshift base of sorts, that probably left a lot of things up to imagination. On the other hand, who would seek them out out here, if not their fathers and why was it his own mood that suddenly grew sour? Once Richard confirmed he was awake as well, Yujin felt even worse and had the kind of uncontrollable urge to force the blonde back into their tent and go for another round of sleep, yet he refused and just looked at both men dumbfounded, at a loss of words and finally took his hand from Muhan while he awkwardly laughed, kind of exasperated as well. Yujin was confused, maybe even weirded out and he wondered if this was just something his head made up for him, given the fact he felt kind of dizzy for whatever reason, but that didn't matter - the familiar faces just weren't what he'd expected to see, first thing in the morning. "Oh, hello there!", Muhan simply said upon spotting Richard, who he most likely didn't even understand - his old man often enough acted like he was dumb, and maybe he'd perfected that, but given the fact that this was better than Shuren sending a bunch of soldiers after them, Yujin wanted nothing more than to book it out of here and outrun his father.

      "Good morning.",       Richards old man just mumbled into both of their general direction, not using the wolfish tounge that all of them would have understood, no - it seemed to be specifically adressed at his son, much more than anyone else in the first place. "I don't know what's going on, but we have visitors?", Yujin pointed out and still couldn't help but stare. They didn't look dirty and once he squinted, he spotted some horses - at least their fathers weren't idiots and had come here by foot, just to ... do what exactly? "Dad, what do you two want?", the wolf suddenly sighed, looking fed up with the situation as a whole. "I was asked to come get you. Not that Shuren knows were you are, but I kind of had to swindle him, so it would be best if we packed up, headed straight home and just hope that he doesn't figure this out." Yujin almost immediately froze in his tracks. Shuren didn't know just yet, which didn't mean he'd not figure it out and if he did, he was beyond fucked - he'd be locked up in that block of ice for twenty years, that was hardly fair and seemed like an unreasonable punishment to begin with. "Muhan asked me to come along, but you've been out here for a while.", Nayantai chimed in and if Yujin was honest, he didn't even look scary like this, maybe a bit out of it and worried - this man definitely had not slept well the past few days - but Richard did look similar to him most of the time. Were nightmares a family thing? "Are you serious? We're not some little kids you have to come and pick up." "We know that, but we also wouldn't want Shuren to be mad at us."
      Looking back, it maybe is like the toy carts you rode when you were a kid. But those toy carts could never go beyond the walls of the lawn. We want to follow the rugged concrete road beyond the wall. As we've grown, we've decided to leave behind the toy cart.

    • Richard was greeted by too many faces for his liking, especially in the morning. He didn't even want people around him when it was the middle of the day, let alone be woken up by them. Richard rolled his eyes at Muhan, which he didn't think or know too much about before his gaze fell upon Nayantai who greeted him kind of lost. Richard never knew what went on in his head, he never did know back home and he certainly couldn't now. Maybe he was worried, or he was annoyed by the fact he was dragged out here. Didn't he trust Richard? He told him he'd not run off. "We intended to go back today anyway...", Richard grumbled and he seemingly didn't care one bit about the only man not understanding him right now. It also felt like while Yujin and his old man had their own conversation, Richard and Nayantai had a second one in more silence, no words needed. They both were complicated and somehow more alike than Richard would have ever thought he'd be to someone like the big, old wolf. They shared the same pain however, similar pain at least and Richard wasn't sure if he should feel bad for just leaving, even though he did write a letter addressing his plans. He certainly knew however that he wouldn't get rid of that gruntled look he had on his face.

      Richard tore his gaze off of Nayantai and their somewhat confusing stares and listened to what Yujin asked his own father. So it was about Yujin not being allowed to leave for whatever reason and yet his father also knew where to look for him. "Two nights is hardly a while. I stayed out longer with Dayan and nobody cared about that.", Richard huffed back at Nayantai, even though he knew that this probably was not at all about him, but only about Yujin. Or did Nayantai not want him out here? Who knew? He was always silent and he dragged his son out here in this godforsaken country to keep him right there and not anywhere near Adrestia. Richard also noticed the shift in Yujins behaviour when his other father was mentioned and Richard got annoyed by all that secrecy. Only now Richard switched to the Thrian language to also be able to speak to Muhan who apparently couldn't be bothered to learn Adrestian after all those years of war there. "Why not?", he wanted to know once he spoke out that Shuren better knew nothing about this. "Why keep Yujin from a place he almost died in, a place where there is a cross with his name on it and a damn heart wrapped in his clothing buried underneath?" If Muhan was already here, they could ask him some questions, right?

    • Yujin could have his own dialogue with his father, ask him questions and just ignore Richard on the sidelines, leaving him to fend his own father, but at this point, he was fairly convinced that he was the only struggling to keep his head over water here and Richard was not actually the one that was going to be chastised for dragging him out here in the first place. Just thinking about Shurens complaining made his head hurt, and the fact that he'd probably forced to explain something to the old man, just as to why he didn't come home any sooner, and then slipped up, was going to be painfully apparent as well. "I'm not mad and I was dragged along, you could have stayed another night out here, I wouldn't mind.", Nayantai spoke, but it definitely was only adressed at Richard, though, it sounded much different from Muhans tone, who, despite trying to remain friendly, had an air of urgency wrapped around him, as if he was the one that was worried about getting his head lopped off for staying away from home for too long and not that son of his, that he currently came to collect like he was some sort of prized possession that escaped a nobles grasp. Disgusting. "Well, we did care, but I only came along because I was asked to ... I'm sorry for barging in like that." He was old and weak, though, Yujin wouldn't bank on that for a single minute, even when he talked to Richard alone.

      "We? Father's going to be mad at me for going out here if he ever finds out! I'll be stuck at home for all of winter again, or worse, for the next year!", the wolf whined. Why did that have to happen to him and why did all of this feel so painfully familiar? If he crossed Nayantai and Richard out, this did seem oddly similar to something he experienced once, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. Though, Yujin was not the only one blabbering, which was why Muhan diverted his attention to Richard for a second, looking quite confused ... he didn't know, did he? "You wouldn't want to see Shuren mad, or absolutely livid. He tends to be ... I mean, how do I even put this ...", Muhan tried to coin, but Nayantai suddenly had a better explanation than his husband or son. "If he's anything like back then, he's two-faced at the very best and if something doesn't go his way, he will make it right. Correct it, so to speak. And that isn't pretty, so of course he wouldn't want you to know about it. That's Shuren for you.", Richards old man blurted out and Muhan shot him a glance that could have meant many things, which also resulted in Nayantai shrugging his shoulders and in Yujin just looking at the old wolf, surprised at the fact that he actually could speak and not just grunt and look like an empty vessel of something all the time. Was Yujin really scared of him, or was he more scared of his own father. "That aside, though, your father is right ... I have ... absolutely no clue what you two are talking about? What cross? What heart?" Muhan was none the wiser, before he actually thought about it for a second and then did realize something. "Oh, wait, you mean the wooden stakes over there, right? I don't know much, but I think it's a family grave of sorts, for the royal family of Silesse. And this isn't quite the best place to camp, either." "Are you really telling me we committed grave desecration?" "You did what now?!", Muhan suddenly yelled, but he wasn't mad, just surprised, before he laughed it off. "Please don't tell me you dug whatever is down there up!", he implored the two of them. "We did! The cross had my name on it!" "Yujin, you do know you're not the only person that was named Yujin in this family, right? By the gods, just why." Nayantai couldn't help but sigh, only to stroll over to Richard and offer him a hand to finally get up. "Do you really want to get caught up in their family mess?"
      Looking back, it maybe is like the toy carts you rode when you were a kid. But those toy carts could never go beyond the walls of the lawn. We want to follow the rugged concrete road beyond the wall. As we've grown, we've decided to leave behind the toy cart.

    • Why would Nayantai be mad anyway? Richard hated him for what he was and for what he had become, not that he was necessarily strong back home. Everyone praised him for being so strong, for having fought so well, killing so many and surviving so much, yet he always had been only a shadow, following the king around. Before all this Richard truly idolized both of them, now he simply loathed them both, even though one should not talk or even think bad about the dead. If his fathers hadn't been so weak, they would have killed their enemies, not spared them at the end of war, after all that happened. Richard didn't even care that he was here and he was wondering why he didn't fight him already. Was training for a fight with someone like him truly necessary? Richard was almost at his old form after he lost so much weight and strength while he was knocked out cold. Richard wasn't even sure if Nayantai was able to hold a weapon. Nayantai even apologized for coming out here and Richard just sighed. Maybe he would have liked it more if Nayantai would have just yelled at him for once.

      Yujin and even both of the old men tried to explain to Richard how he should probably fear the king of Silesse, yet he was just taken aback by the fact that three or at least two and a half grown up men were scared of a thin man with a stupid ass fan. "So you as Yujins father let his other father lock him up for absolutely no reason, because you are scared off a man with a fucking fan?", Richard asked and he didn't even want to begin talking to Nayantai. Shouldn't this man be Nayantais friend? Why did he talk about him like that? When Muhan came up with an explanation Richard still didn't buy it. If it was a family grave why was there only one damn grave here with conveniently Yujins name on it? And it also was conveniently placed in the same spot Yujin had his accident after stumbling through a snowstorm and ending up here? That were way too many coincidences for Richards tastes and the fact that nobody told Yujin anything about all of this was another reason for concern. Even if this was only a family grave, why not just let Yujin come here? And why have a grave so inaccessible in a hole in the ground one had to climb down to first? Nayantai meanwhile came over and offered Richard a hand, which he only slapped away to stand up on his own and pull the clothing he didn't quite put on properly or even all of it just yet, closer around his body with the other hand. "What? Because you don't even let me deal with my own family mess?"

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    • This had been a bad idea and Yujin just wanted to book it out of here, exactly right now if he was honest - but he couldn't, his legs would not carry him that far and if he was terribly honest, he wasn't going to go anywhere if this went on for a prolonged time. Whatever or not he tried to calm Richard down, it wouldn't exactly work, he knew that, because he was already worked up enough to be all moody again, so he just zipped his mouth and stood there, frozen in place. "Scared? No, you got it all wrong. I'm not scared of him, never was, never will be, but angering him is still not the best way to deal with him. He doesn't even know Yujin is out here, or that you two went out here, I didn't tell him that. I'm just saying, the longer we stay out here, the easier it will be for him to figure something out. And arguing with him when he's pissed off doesn't work, I don't make the decisions, he does - at least when it comes to Yujin.", Muhan elaborated and Yujin couldn't help but groan at whatever his dad was spouting. It was true, that it was, but he also was fairly convinced that if Muhan only tried, Shuren would budge, somehow! There had to be a way out of here, even if there apparently wasn't, but ... he had to figure something out, right, right? "I mean, Richard is right! Why the hell do I not get to have any fun?" He felt like throwing up, to put it simply.

      Muhan just seemingly lost most of the good mood he came here with and shook his head. Making him mad seemed almost impossible and he just looked at the two of them and the mess he made, before wondering what it was that was happening here - was he really accosted by two teenagers? Couldn't they just be nice about it and come back home? "What do you two even want to know? If you want any of the family secrets, go bother Shuren, I'm none the wiser and I told him I don't want to have my nose up in these things. All I know is that it's sometimes better to not question things, so not question them I did. I can't give you answers I don't have myself." And therefore, Yujin just felt like throwing all of this out of the window - Richard had told him that he seemed to nice for his own good, but right now, he wasn't even sure if he wasn't completely fed up himself - especially with all of this. "Fine, I'm going home. If he locks me up again, I'll not speak a word to any of you two ever again.", he hissed, before he did walk over to their stuff and started packing up, only to have Muhan trail after him ... and he found himself being hit with a coat and yelled at, because of course, Yujin was actually mad for once, and he didn't want his dads goddamn help. Nayantai on the other side took back his hand and let Richard get up on his own, as he looked at the disheveled clothes of his. "I will, in due time. But for now, do you need help with your clothing? I'm not going to put my hands onto you if you don't want to, but you look like you could use some help. What do you even want to get out of Muhan? Anything entirely specific?"
      Looking back, it maybe is like the toy carts you rode when you were a kid. But those toy carts could never go beyond the walls of the lawn. We want to follow the rugged concrete road beyond the wall. As we've grown, we've decided to leave behind the toy cart.

    • Well if Muhan wasn't scared he was simply pathetic. Apparently his convenience was more important than his son, so much for that, but instead of Richard telling that to his face, Yujin was the one that actually opened his mouth and if Richard had to guess he'd say he never did that before. It was a childish response, but it was something and Richard almost felt a little proud. At the same time he questioned how many enemies he'd make here by telling Yujin to not be obedient and instead think for himself. He was already an adult according to traditions right? It was only fair for him to make his own decisions. Muhan seemed like Yujin actually never was like that before, because his mood switched and maybe he didn't even know what to say or do now. Was Nayantai as lost since his son decided to be mad and angry all the time now too? They never had had reason to fight back home. Dayan and Richard pretty much could do whatever they wanted and what they shouldn't do, they mostly didn't want to do of their own volition. Richard was raised with respect and trust and it annoyed him that Yujin got none of that.

      Yujin still acted like a child, but at least he fought for himself. It wasn't even about Muhan telling them something or not, as Yujin quite correctly put it, if he didn't do anything about his other mad father, then he was just as responsible. Besides that, Richard didn't really care about Yujin being locked up. For some reason he decided that if he was, he'd only break him out eventually. That couldn't be so hard. Was he out to get into trouble? Maybe. Nayantai was right, this was none of his business, but he still tried his best to piss Yujins family off as it seemed. Or was it about Yujin himself? Richard didn't know. He just knew that there was nothing wrong about this trip and the two of them had a good time with no intention to leave this place anyway. There was nothing to get mad over. "I'm not a child! I can dress myself...", Richard only grumbled before sticking his head back into the tent to get the rest of the layers he was supposed to put on and he tried his best to do it correctly, his back turned towards Nayantai so he wouldn't see him struggle too much. "Yujin told me he was never allowed to leave Silesse. We didn't intend to run away, we just intended to have a short trip and he wanted to come here, so I brought him.", Richard explained, but why would Nayantai even care? "I know his memory sucks, but there is too much secrecy around what happened to him and it bothers him. He wanted to come here to find answers. He didn't tell me that, but it was clear once we went far enough. No one tells him anything about the accident he had and it bothers him. Also I don't understand why there is a secret around it in the first place. It's simply stupid and not fair."

    • He was simply fed up with this old bastard! Sure, Muhan was in love with Shuren, that had never been a secret or a problem, but just protecting him all the time for being an irresponsible toddler in a kings position sounded out of the ordinary, even for his father! What was he even supposed to do? Say no to everything that ever was proposed to him from here on out, not speak to the parents that theoretically both locked him up at home and not accept his defeat the moment he had seen his fathers face? Yujin was mad, given the fact that he couldn't even go further than beyond here and he wasn't even going to accept any of the help Muhan was currently trying to offer. "Fuck off, will you!", he yelled at him, maybe even screamed, and his old man did nothing but still trail after him, trying to argue that everything would be fine and he wasn't going to get off of his case. Richard was right, his dad was good for nothing, even when he didn't say it out loud. Why did he ever respect this idiot if he only was complicit with Shurens decisions in the first place. "Look, it's going to be fi-" "He's going to lock me up again, what do you mean it's going to be fine? Lock yourself up for some months, try it, you know how funny that is? No? I thought so!" It seemed more like Yujin was throwing a tantrum either way, though, why shouldn't he? He had every right to and he wouldn't stop right now! Not in a million years!

      Nayantai on the other hand wasn't even sure where to start - was he really that bad of a father? Or was Richard just generally in a bad mood? The fact that he couldn't even tell probably said a lot, but he was too worn to figure it out, not that he wanted to, but in the end, how much of what Richard said or did, did he really mean and what did he regret? He'd find that out, too. "I wasn't insinuating that. I'm just offering help, in case you need it." That he was and while Richard didn't want it, Nayantai would not decline him if he ever asked for it or was accepting an offer like that. Why, though? In the end, he was still his son and the only surviving member of his closest family, which meant he was something Nayantai needed to keep safe, or else he'd blame himself for the remainder of his life for being even worse than good for nothing. "So you did him a favor by taking him somewhere he wasn't supposed to be, right? Given, I get that he has some sort of arrangement with Shuren, but locking him up for taking a few steps out of their homeland sounds like he's lost his marbles completely.", Nayantai sighed, he couldn't believe what he was even trying to process right now. He'd never even thought about locking Richard or Dayan up, not even Rain - none of them - he'd actually force them to go outside with him, which seemed to be quite the opposite. "I don't know much either, I just know that Shurens family has always been like this. None of them live for long, but the one that does usually turns into a pain to deal with, if not straight up crazy. Though, I don't think it's my place to ask them any of that, would it help you if I at least tried to get something out of Shuren? I've known him since I was young, he ought to tell me something if Muhan won't tell." How much about silessian family traditions did Richard even know? Should Nayantai just tell him?
      Looking back, it maybe is like the toy carts you rode when you were a kid. But those toy carts could never go beyond the walls of the lawn. We want to follow the rugged concrete road beyond the wall. As we've grown, we've decided to leave behind the toy cart.

    • Richard wondered what Yujin had expected. If they hadn't been brought home by their fathers, wouldn't Shuren still have asked where he went? Then again Richard wondered what actually happened when Yujin was sick and staying with Nayantai and Richard for more than a week. Maybe Nayantai just contacted Shuren? Why was it fine to stay with them, but it wasn't fine to make a few steps over the border and if there was a reason, why not just tell Yujin what it was? Maybe he simply forgot? But it didn't seem like it, Muhan would have told him now, if he had any good reason, but he didn't have one. Richard still let Yujin fight his own fight unless he was asked for help, after all Richard also wanted to fight his own fights and he didn't want anyone to butt in. Yujin didn't need his help, he was a grown man theoretically, so he could deal with his father on his own. Richard just wasn't sure if he'd be dragged into this and if Shuren would maybe come to Nayantai to tell him to tell his son to stay the fuck away from the younger prince. Richard had never been the bad influence, it was odd.

      Richard closed up his clothes as good as he could. After watching Yujin do it for him more than once and Nayantai too, he thought he had it right this time and he turned around again. He let Yujin pack up the tent and since he didn't want to butt in, he instead checked his coat that had gone wet the day before and the fireplace to smother any remaining sparks, even though it didn't truly matter out here, or did it? It was all snow and ice, that stuff didn't burn anyway. "Right...", Richard was a little bit confused that Nayantai simply shared his opinion and even supported him. He thought he'd just be told off and to mind his own business, since the people he talked smack about where the ones taking Nayantai and his hurt son in when they had no place else to go. "I mean... if you want to? Why though? It feels like you're agreeing with me no matter what I do or say." Richard was confused. There seldom had been anything Richard was not allowed to and his fathers always aided him with what he wanted to do, aside from the fact that he had to become king someday. Now he was different though and he wasn't sure if it warranted the same kind of respect and support.

    • Nayantai had barely any clues himself, he knew that, but he knew the gist of it - he didn’t want to jump the gun, didn’t want to do something he’d definitely regret sooner than later, but there were only so many things that he could think of that were even worthy of that. Why, of all people, would he force his son to stay in a crummy hut he didn’t even want to be in himself? In hindsight, just trying to keep him there for a single day was nothing he should have done - he shouldn’t have done anything at all, in fact, even running away was nothing that he was supposed to do. Given, in hindsight, these things were easier to say, but he didn’t address the obvious elephant in the room, not that it mattered though - Richard was the only one he still had, aside from a sister he’d barely seen in years. “It’s not that. You want to know something you have no answer for, who am I to deny you it? And besides, Shuren won’t get mad at someone he knows for asking question. If you asked him like you asked Muhan, I think he’d play dumb on purpose.”, he concluded, and given the fact that most of the things his fellow wolf did were an act, this wasn’t surprising in the least, was it now? Still, Richard was fight in one way or the other.

      “Besides, I can tell you what I know anyway if you want to?”, the wolf looked at the way Richard tied his clothing and had the sudden urge to just help him without asking - it would stay in place like that, yes, but it would probably not keep any warmth in, which defeated the purpose. Meanwhile, the two other wolves were still busy tearing down their camp and packing up for them, though, given the fact that none of this aligned anyway, he could just keep talking. “From what I know, Shurens family is very prone to tradition. And given the origin of the tradition, it’s safe to say it’s outdated. If you want the crown to a country that doesn’t even qualify as one, or even a kingdom, you have to rid yourself of its current king or queen and all their heirs. I don’t know more than that it usually doesn’t happen right in Silesse, but I think you can piece one and one together, given the nature of this place.” Muhan wouldn’t understand what the old wolf was blabbering about and Nayantai figured that Yujin was too preoccupied with himself that he’d actually listen, if he didn’t already know. Such was life, but Nayantai just offered some advice. “What I’m saying is, while I doubt this is related to anything you’re looking for, it’s a valid practice in Silesse and it wouldn’t surprise me if it didn’t just apply to the royal family. Either way, that is all I know myself and I’m sure Muhan knows that too, but he’d rather not tell anyone.” That was it for an extensive history lesson of Silesse and it’s royal family, though, they still had to leave and go home - it felt like the right time to. “We’re all packed up, we can leave.”, Yujin suddenly chimed in, ignoring his dad completely.
      Looking back, it maybe is like the toy carts you rode when you were a kid. But those toy carts could never go beyond the walls of the lawn. We want to follow the rugged concrete road beyond the wall. As we've grown, we've decided to leave behind the toy cart.

    • "I just don't get why they treat Yujin like that... you and dad would have never done that to us. And they knew dad, right? They knew that locking him up made no sense in hindsight, yet they kind of do the same with Yujin. I'm sure he doesn't even want to run away, he probably just wants to visit other places and then go back home.", Richard answered Nayantai with a sigh and kind of pissed off, but not by his old man. He still didn't understand why he was always so nice to Richard when Richard returned all that with nothing but moody behaviour though. Sure they both had only one person of their whole family left and if Richard was honest, he didn't want to lose Nayantai, but he still was angry at him, for dragging him out here and letting Adrestia deal with itself. Richards father had given his life to make Adrestia a better place and Nayantai just threw it away as soon as his husband died. Should he fight him today? No, he couldn't leave right now, not when he didn't know what mess he had gotten Yujin into and maybe he had to pull him out o it first. He didn't want any ties when he came here, but now he had them apparently.

      Richard was still cold, despite being packed in clothing, why did he even agree to wearing these instead of his own clothes? And why did they have to be so complicated? If he'd given any wolf some Adrestian clothes, they probably immediately know how to put them on. He listened to Nayantai though, but he wasn't sure if he understood what he was saying. He didn't speak it out just like that, but it sounded like for Yujins brother to become king, he had to eventually kill Shuren and Yujin and maybe even his sisters since Richard was pretty sure the gender didn't matter here. It was pretty clear that Yujins scar didn't come from falling down somewhere. A head wound maybe, but not that big thing on his stomach, as much as Richard didn't just fall down a cliff and stabbed himself in the neck in the process. Did that mean that maybe not some bandits were the ones finding the poor prince, but his oldest brother? He seemed way to nice and calm for something like that though. "I'm not sure I know what you're insinuating..." , Richard mumbled but it would definitely warrant a secret, though it probably had been better to tell a blatant lie that was believable instead. Maybe Quan actually did know more and he was just scared to tell. Richard turned around when Yujin proclaimed that they were done and that also ended this conversation Richard wasn't sure what to think about. Instead they climbed up the small hill again to find their horses where they left them. Once they were saddled they got onto them and Richard rode close to Yujin. "Will you be alright?", he wanted to know.

    • "They did, but I would have never locked up you or your father to begin with and I get where your sentiment is coming from, but I can hardly influence someone elses decisions on how to raise their child.", the old wolf agreed, knowing fully well that Shuren was a nutcase in many more aspects than just one. He'd honestly been surprised he hadn't chimed into the war out of his own volition way earlier, than again, Nayantai figured that he just couldn't be bothered - it was too much work, with no real reward in Shurens eyes - and that was somethinjg he didn't understand, either. Why couldn't he offer Richard more comfort, though? Horribly awkward was just one way to describe him, if any at all, and Richard was getting too worked up, sticking his nose into something that wasn't and shouldn't be his business in the first place. One day, he'd burn himself, and Nayantai wouldn't be there to aid him, that he knew - but he still didn't lock him up. "If you want to take him somewhere again, just rest assured that I don't mind. And I won't rat you out to anyone." Nayantai had enough faith in Richard to stay where he was supposed to, maybe even because he kind of had challenged his honor or pride, or whatever it was to actually get himself out of here. Did he really believe his son would book it out of Silesse the first chance he got? No, not as long as he hadn't beat up his dad. "It's what you are thinking off, I'm sure.", he concluded, only to then be off and seek out their horses, too.

      Yujin had no clue what the two had been talking about, only able to give Richard quite the puzzled look as if he was going to jump to a conclusion and just tell the wolf, but he figured that he wouldn't - and instead, they soon were off on their merry way. "There can't be much worse than getting locked in an icy tower. I'm fine, we'll see how fine I am if I don't annoy you for the next three weeks.", he said, with some foreboding in his voice. The band of four made their way home on their horses, yet Yujin seemed to be stay close to Richard, as if the blonde was going to keep him out of harms way. However, that also ended when they finally got home in complete darkness and dropped both Richard as well as Nayantai off, only to hurry home themselves. Did he want to say goodbye? Well, he did wave his ... friend of sorts and not too soon after, he found himself at home, bringing the horses back to the stable - the wind was billowing through any and all kinds of fabric, it felt almost icy on his skin, like ominous foreboding - and the moment he stepped into the castle of ice, there was a snake on his heel, metaphorically speaking. Shuren was always so inquisitive and Muhan couldn't lie to him, not even once - what kind of surprise was this? Absolutely none, but there were no words exchanged - there was silence, all-knowing at that. "Didn't we have an agreement?", Shuren eventually asked, sounding almost hurt. "No, you made an agreement with yourself. I never said yes." Defiance was the thing he liked the least, wasn't that it? "Oh my, someones not in a good mood today, are you?" "Are we done here? I'd like to leave.", Yujin grumbled instead, but he only was met with a fan that tilted up his head by his chin - Shuren wasn't even taller than him, this wasn't really needed. "Leave? You're not going to leave this place for a while. And now off to your room you go." The wolf grumbled, yet off he went - how many blankets did he need to crawl out of the window?
      Looking back, it maybe is like the toy carts you rode when you were a kid. But those toy carts could never go beyond the walls of the lawn. We want to follow the rugged concrete road beyond the wall. As we've grown, we've decided to leave behind the toy cart.

    • Richard felt odd suddenly, especially when Nayantai told him that he probably was thinking of the right thing after the somewhat cryptic explanation. Nayantai could only guess too, but he knew Silesse and Shuren and Muhan, he also wouldn't say it if he didn't think there was something going on. Nayantai wasn't one for rumors, he neither spread them, nor did he listen to some. Richards gaze fell upon Yujin, but he felt like he rather talked to him alone and told him what Nayantai told Richard. Maybe he wouldn't believe it. Didn't he say his brother was very soft? And he liked him, right? Well, telling him wouldn't hurt, but for now they made their way back home and Yujin stuck close to Richard the whole way. Richard felt bad for him, but there wasn't something he could do, yet he brought him into this mess. He doubted he'd be able to talk to Shuren and take the blame on himself, after all Yujin could have said no, it wasn't like Richard had kidnapped him. Either way, they didn't talk much and eventually they dropped Nayantai and Richard off at the hut and took the horses with them. Richard was looking forward to warm himself up and he also checked the plants.

      The following days Richard talked more than usual, mostly because he annoyed Nayantai to try and talk to Shuren. Nayantai actually did, but he wasn't very successful and that meant that Richard had to do something himself. The last days he waited patiently for Nayantai to report back and cared about his plants. At least those started to fight their way out of the soil and Richard was very happy about that. But he couldn't help but think that Yujin would have loved to see it too. This evening, or maybe it wasn't even that late, but it got dark already, Richard decided to at least try and talk to Yujin. From visiting him he knew where his room was and thus maybe they could figure out a way to break him out. Or maybe Richard was allowed inside? He didn't think so though. It took the usual fifteen minutes to reach the town and afterwards a little while longer to reach the castle. There were guards, but they only watched the main entrance and generally people weren't very worried someone could attack in Silesse, which was good for Richard. He made a beeline around the caste, past that one side entrance and eventually to the back that faced the cliffs and the sea. It was rather slippery around here, but Richard made his way to the windows and then looked around for something he could throw. Luckily there was enough ice and snow around and thus he formed a little ball to throw against Yujins window.