Yao Province, Xing
Feng Liu was not a man of patience. As he stood guard outside the nursery of his charge he caught himself nodding off.
It was the middle of the night and by far the most boring of the guard shifts.
In his adolescence he dreamed of glory and honor, and victory in battle; of defending princesses against wicked plots, and winning the love of a beautiful maiden.
His enthusiasm for honing his fighting skills knew no bounds. And when the time came he pledged his fealty to the Yao clan just as his father and ancestors before him.
Though she was not a princess, Feng was fortunate enough to capture the affection of a young woman who in turn he gave his heart.
He reminded himself of this each night, but the long hours spent leaning against the door to the nursery were agonizingly dull. The young prince was two and slept through the night these days.
With nary a sound to disturb the night he found his mind wandering to his own child likely asleep in bed with her mother.
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