15(1/2)

首发：~15

mulan’s thoughts were still twirling the next morning as they marched out of the camp and toward the mountain steppe garrison the footsteps of the newly made soldiers provided background noise to her pounding heart

her deceit was weighing her down more than the bag on her back she wanted to stay quiet, but she felt as though she should e clean these men had bee her friends mander tung and sergeant qiang had bee mentors she was betraying them all, and to give her full attention on the battlefield, she needed a clear mind yet, silence was her friend, too not speaking would allow her to keep her secret, while the other choice would result in a punishment worse than death disgrace

she looked ahead to where honghui marched, his head up, his eyes clear what, she wondered, would he do what advice would he give her if she were to ask then an image of the phoenix flashed in her mind would her ancestors want her to reveal who she was or would they want her to live a lie by the time they stopped to make camp for the night, mulan had made her decision

walking over to the mander’s tent, she paused taking a deep breath, she posed herself “mander tung,” she said, announcing herself “it’s hua jun”

“you may enter, hua jun” mander tung’s response was quick and curt

entering the tent, mulan nodded at her manding officer his attention was focused on his sword, which lay across his lap he was sharpening it with smooth, methodical strokes

“mander tung,” mulan began “there is something that weighs heavily on my heart i need to confess it to you” her mouth grew dry as the mander looked up at her she opened and closed her mouth several times, trying desperately to make her tongue form the right words “it has to do with the three virtues” that was as far as she could get

as she struggled, mander tung watched to her surprise, she saw passion in his eyes, as if seeing her struggle hurt him getting to his feet, the mander approached her “there’s no shame in being fearful before battle,” he said, mistaking the reason for her visit “in fact, it’s a testament to your honesty that you confess such doubt”

his words stabbed at mulan’s already guilty conscience honesty she was there to tell him how dishonest she was she shook her head, trying to get the conversation back on track and say what she needed to say “yes, mander,” she said, “but the other virtues—”

mander tung interrupted her “hua jun,” he said, his tone serious “i’ve been doing this a long time i stake my career on my ability to judge character you’re a good man perhaps one day you’ll acpany me to my village, where i will introduce you to my daughter”

his daughter

mulan’s jaw dropped those were the last words she had anticipated ing out of his mouth

“and our village matchmaker, of course,” mander tung finished

mulan’s knees buckled as she understood what the mander’s words implied not knowing how to respond, she bowed she had no choice but to nod her head “it would be my great honor, mander”

he smiled, relief on his face mulan realized that he had been oddly nervous to say such a thing to her it made the lie she was living feel still more shameful she had e to tell him the truth, and yet somehow ended up further into the mess her lie had created

“i’ll look forward to the look on your father’s face when you give him this news,” the mander said, bringing the conversation to a close

slipping outside the tent, mulan let out a shaky breath as she did, she saw the phoenix standing a few feet away the bird had overheard the entire exchange she gave mulan a look that clearly said,

really

“well, what was i supposed to do” mulan whispered

the phoenix shot her another look this one was even easier to read

i don’t know maybe not agree to get married to a woman

“thank you for your support,” mulan said, this time not bothering to whisper or keep the sarcasm from her voice “really”

but the phoenix was right she shouldn’t have said yes she should have told the truth like she had planned to instead, she had let the lie live, and now things couldn’t possibly get worse

fortunately, mulan wasn’t given time to dwell on the growing chaos of her situation arriving back at her tent, she had only a few hours of restless sleep before the soldiers were once again awoken and ordered to move out

they marched through the desert steppe, the dry, shrub-covered ground offering them little protection from the elements, or any potential enemy eyes mulan’s gaze drifted over the arid landscape as they walked, her mind feeling as drained as the land around her after a few hours’ march, the land began to rise beneath their feet, the shrubs giving way to a rocky landscape in the distance, the mountain steppe garrison rose up, protected on one side by mountains but left vulnerable in the front

arriving in front of the garrison entrance, mander tung lifted a hand mulan and the others came to a halt as they waited for the soldiers to open the heavy gates as the wooden doors opened, the inside of the garrison came into view it was like any other garrison under the emperor’s rule filled with vendors selling their goods and a few smaller buildings, it was busy, but not bustling in one corner, mulan spotted a tavern then her eyes grew wide and she let out a happy shout

“black wind!”

as the other soldiers looked around for what had caused her outburst, mulan raced across the garrison toward the tavern her horse stood tied up in front hearing her voice, he let out a happy nicker and pulled back against the reins, trying to free himself mulan threw her arms around him, breathing in his familiar and forting scent finally, she pulled away her hand still gently rubbing the horse’s neck, her eyes shifted toward the tavern door then they narrowed she knew exactly who was inside

giving black wind one last pat and promising she would be back, mulan stormed inside the tavern she spotted skatch and ramtish immediately they were sitting at a table, staring down at a map their robes and beards seemed dirtier than when she had last seen them mulan approached, her steps determined ramtish spotted her, and her expression grew more furious as she saw him shift unfortably in his seat

“remember that conscript, that kid” she heard ramtish say to skatch

the other man nodded “hua jun,” he said

“remember you taught him to stand his ground, own the place” he said skatch mumbled a yes but kept staring at the map ramtish went on “tip of the blade and all that”

“so” skatch said, sounding annoyed to be distracted

“he took it to heart,” ramtish finished