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Xiang Yue

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Appearance


Xiang Yue the youngest of her siblings, with a slender physique and a smooth pale complexion appearing to be flawless that her sister envied. Effortless beauty that often caught the attention of eligible men from powerful families, which only fuelled the jealousy of her elder sister. Slightly above average in height with long dark brown hair that most assumed to be black until you caught it in the light and it revealed it’s secret, falling down past her waist when not pinned in an updo.

One major difference that sets her apart from her sister in looks is her eyes, Yue inherited her mother's eye colour. A deep dark jade green which often looked striking against her pale skin.

Before the Yan-Chu rebellion Yue was often dressed in the finest of clothing, garments befitting her status despite her hatred for it. It was only after the fall of her great family that she had more freedom in the outfits she could wear. Opting for looser clothing that you’d expect to see soldiers wearing when they trained. Previous hands that had not been scarred or blemished for not working a day in her life were now courser. No longer smooth or dainty that you’d expect from a high standing woman as after the fall of her family she began to train with her uncle in the art of the blade. Honing her skills, but it wasn’t without its drawbacks as she now had a long scar that danced across her entire back, marking the one flawless skin much to her sister's delight.

Personality


Despite the rivalry in her family and the jealousy of her sister, Yue is quite content with her own company. To others she appeared quiet and reserved, that she would not speak unless spoken to, but mostly it was down to the fact she did not wish to engage with others and their boring conversations. Polite to most she’d always find a reason or an excuse not to be around others, sneaking away to improve her knowledge with books or just exploring and being away from the public. Yue hated how fake people could be, how others would play nice just for their own personal gain so she decided to not engage where possible, more for her family's sake and to not ruin their high standing.

Yue was never one for the spotlight unlike her sister who would latch on to any compliment or laugh at any ridiculous joke, attention was something she definitely avoided. Even with the jealousy of her sister Yue was loyal to her family, she adored her father and she was certainly his favourite. The death of him had been hard for her, turning her bitter and seeking revenge for their death. Yue didn’t care that their family wealth had been stripped, titles gone and good standing now in the drain as that was material to her. Not necessary in life, but her father's death and her brothers disappearance had fuelled her anger and her uncle had made use of that bitterness and revenge. Fanning those flames, training her into an assassin and giving her an outlet to work through the pain for his own personal gain.

History


Youngest of three siblings, Yue has an older brother and sister with Yue only just hitting her twenties. Yue was the favourite of their father and everywhere her father went she was often trailing behind even from a young age.

The Xiang family having stood for generations, was a high standing family full of wealth, titles and everything at their fingertips that you could think of. Well known in the community and loved by a lot of people, with barely any rivals or those that wished ill on the family.

The eldest child of the family was Shaoruo. A very charming handsome young man in his late twenties, the cliche of tall dark haired and handsome and he alongside his father had both fought in wars and supported those lesser around them. Shaoruo was due to unite with another high standing family with a marriage that had been in the works.

The middle child Mei had just reached her mid-twenties, growing up jealous of her younger sister as she felt she always had to try harder to be noticed especially by their father. Mei loved the finer things in life, she could come across spoiled as she had an air of authority about her. Growing up with everything handed to her it became an expectation for her and she loved to be the centre of attention. Often Mei and their mother would spend days talking about finding love in a wealthy man, whilst training to be the perfect wife. It was one thing Mei was good at and often lorded over her younger sister who would rather learn how to fire an arrow.

Everything changed for Xiang family with the Yan-chu rebellion, unbeknown to the daughters of that family, their mother, father and brother had played an integral part to the rebellion against the new emperor. With the family's vast wealth, it had been used to help fund weapons and support the rebellion against its current emperor. They had also housed fugitives and tampered with trade routes. The consequences had been severe and it had brought a once great family down to ruin. Their mother and father had been publicly killed for their crimes and their brother had disappeared, believed to be dead.

The girls had been sparred, but stripped of any family wealth or titles and had been taken in by their uncle. It had been a blow to Mei who was so used to finer things in life and now felt like she had no prospects. Currently the surviving children of the Xiangs now lived on a farm with their uncle, Yue had adapted easily to the new lifestyle, but Mei was struggling.
Hey! No worries.

Hmmm we could do it after the big meeting of all the candidates? In my post I can focus on the arrival of the girls if you like? We could have your character watching from afar almost? I think it would be interesting to see him arrive from the front lines for sure!
Come on, you have to throw me a bone here.” Harry rolled his eyes, sighing at the fact she gave him nothing in terms of how she had survived and why the hell she was standing here in a safe house. With the king and... realisation began to hit because he knew the King was hauled up here with Princess Raine. Oh boy, things were certainly going to get a little bit intense here. Nervously he glanced around but he couldn’t see the king or the princess for that matter, but what he could see were eyes focused on Iris. Curious as to who she was and how she was special to the king.

“Girl was caught stealing, was brought here before the king.” One of the security guards stated, arms folded with a sour look on his face clearly not impressed by this common rabble here. Eyes narrowed towards Iris as he decided to take the opportunity to fill in some blanks for Harry, already rumours were being spread between those that were working here. Some just shocked by her appearance, others not so impressed.

“I... eh.” Iris tried not to grimace but she felt the embarrassment creep in. All she could think about was how this would look on Cas. That he had chosen her, a thief, commoner and soon people would remember her links to the scourge. She had even been accused of abducting the king when he was a prince, which was entirely true. She had lured him into that forest after all. Glancing down she couldn’t meet their eyes, she was ashamed and she didn’t know how this would affect Cas choosing her over that princess.

“The king said she was a guest, so I guess she’s been pardoned of her crimes.” The security spoke with a clear distaste in his voice for the fact she was in this room. To him this was all kinds of wrong, but they couldn’t do anything because it would be going against the orders of the king himself.

“And speaking about her like that probably won’t earn you any favours with the king now, will it?” Harry stated, as much as he was shocked and he had known about her past he wasn’t stupid enough to be voicing it so loud. Already he could feel the tension, the whispers and looks that were exchanged throughout the small safe house. However, he felt like it wasn’t needed. If the king said she was a guest, they’d just have to deal with it.

Placing a hand on her back Harry led Iris away from the disgruntled guard and back towards the living room. It was safer to just walk away from that situation, but he was curious as to what was going on. All he had been doing was coming back to inform them that it shouldn’t be much longer in this safe house, and yet he’d walked into some sort of soap drama.

“Sorry...” Iris sighed as she glanced at Harry, not sure why he had even stuck up for her but she was thankful at least. As much as she knew Cas needed to have this talk with Raine she felt like she was a sitting duck surrounded by people that hated her. Then there was the worry that Jacob would now hate her for being so stupid, they had come to an agreement back in the hotel both knowing Cas should have and would have been better off without her in his life. Yet somehow, she was back in it and she was certain he wouldn’t let her go again this time, and truthfully, she didn’t want him too either. It had been difficult trying to deal with the idea of him with another woman, she was jealous of that fact. Jealous that she couldn’t have him like she had wanted too, everything had been much simpler when they were hiding away in the hotel together.
“Oh... right. Of course. Silly me.” Iris winced forgetting they were in a safe house, it made sense of course she just could go out for fresh air no matter how stifling it felt inside. It wasn’t going to be an ideal conversation that he was going to have, and she couldn’t help but feel guilty as she was to blame for everything. It seemed Cas was probably the only one who wanted her around right now, the princess of course would want nothing more than to see the back of her. Jacob probably now hated her too, and it was her fault as she had been stupid.

Watching as Cas slowly left to have that difficult conversation, she found herself uncomfortable on the sofa once more. It was hard trying to ignore the sideway glances she could feel, or the whispers she could hear happening. Going out for fresh air sounded more appealing by the minute so she could escape all these glances, but she knew there would be no chance and she didn’t want to make a fool of herself.

Clearing her throat, she rose to her feet with her head held high as she decided to make a trip to the kitchen, ignoring the looks thrown her way as she got herself a glass of water lost in her own world as a voice she recognised was heard in the distance.

“All secure, I figure not too much longer hauled up in this safe house.” Harry had entered the building, relaying information from the investigation that had been happening at the palace only to stop and hesitate as he could have sworn, he’d seen a ghost. Shaking it off quickly he approached the girl in the kitchen to get a better look only to see it truly was her. Iris. The rebel he had guarded in the hospital. The rebel he had seen dead, he couldn’t feel a pulse and Jacob confirmed she was dead? Yet, here she stood. In the safe house of all places. “Iris? Is that really you? Jeez, it really is. What the hell. I thought you were dead?”

Eyeing up the girl as he could barely believe she was stood before him alive, he remembered seeing that broken body, blood on the floor. The pale deathly skin and he had remembered checking for a pulse, he couldn’t find one. Though thinking back on it he had questioned the judgement, but it was unlike Jacob to make a mistake too. “How?” Asking the question without hesitation because he couldn’t understand.

“It’s eh... a long story.” Iris cringed a little, not sure if she should be telling him as well as it wasn’t public knowledge and what if Cas didn’t want anyone to know? Wondering just how he would want that kind of news handled she decided for now it was best to keep quiet about it, just in case he didn’t want people knowing Jacob had harboured her all this time. “It’s good to see you?” Trying to be polite, she felt a little awkward especially as the last time they had seen each other hand been when she was in hospital and he was guarding her as a prisoner. She had no clue he had been there at the rescue attempt.
As much as the thought of him leaving her on her own in this room upset her, she knew this was for the best. Cas had to talk to Raine, before anything else got worse or relations broken. It didn’t help matters because she was jealous of the princess he had been courting, although she understood why, she knew it had to have been a hard decision. However, it was hard to compare when she was just a member of the scourge and Raine was a princess. Forcing a smile on her features, she tried to look like she wasn’t worried, or to show the hint of jealousy she felt as she nodded.

“It’s the right thing to do Cas.” It didn’t matter about her own thoughts or feelings in this moment, he needed to talk to the princess and try to smooth things over. Whether or not that would happen would be a different story and if it took a while she understood. Iris couldn’t imagine what the princess was feeling, but she knew that before they could just sit and enjoy each other's company he should try to explain himself and the situation. Else it would just be a slap in the face to the princess.

“I’ll be fine. I might, get some fresh air or something.” The room felt so stuffy, but she imagined that was more because of how awkward she felt in all of this than anything else. Unsure on if she would be allowed to get fresh air was a different story, but having not had food and barely any water just yet she felt the fresh air would help with the unease that was nesting in the pit of her stomach.

Iris did not wish any ill of Raine, as much as there was a sense of jealousy, she knew that it was no one's fault but herself. Had she not made the decision to leave Cas in that hotel things would have been different. Had Jacob not made the choice to save her life and allowed her to recover in his home, not forcing her to leave back to the districts this may not have happened. Ultimately, she had chosen to leave the hotel, just as much as she had left Jacob's home stupidly thinking she could be of use with the rebellion.

Perhaps she would use this moment to check in on Jacob? See how he was faring after the altercation with Cas. She felt like she needed to apologising to him properly as she knew she had caused a rift between him and the new King. It was such a big mess that they all now had to clean up, and she was smack back in the middle of it being the cause.
It was such an awkward situation to be in, even with Caspian at her side she still felt incredibly awkward in this small room with him. Even with his compliment saying how glad he was that she was here in this room with him, it didn’t change how she currently felt. Not to mention there was also a princess here, one that he had an intention of courting, and she couldn’t help but feel insecure about it all. Even in a room with such a small amount of people she dreaded the gossip that would spread, she knew how much in the limelight he was as a King, especially after a rebel attack on his home and now he was sat with a girl that had been a part of the scourge. People would know she was the daughter of one of its so-called leaders.

Wanting nothing more than to just hide away she found herself sat there awkwardly with Caspian as he made his point against Jacob. Still feeling guilty that she had gotten him into trouble with Cas, she felt like she had ruined whatever trust the King had with him and she didn’t regret asking Cas not to fire him. Knowing how impulsive he could be, it had definitely been the right decision to make. In her eyes it wasn’t Jacob's fault, she was the one who had chosen to abandon him as she had felt it was the right thing to do.

Iris was certain he hadn’t really taken her words in from earlier, even as she had apologised for her decisions in this, she knew he had just blamed Jacob for it all. Chewing the inside of her cheek as she could feel a headache forming, her mind reeling from it all as she knew it was like a time bomb ticking between them. Destined to explode, because she was certain he was just more focused on the fact she was alive and not about the fact she had also been the one to lie to him too.

“Cas...” Iris sighed as he spoke about taking it easy, not worrying about the problems but he had a lot of things that he would now need to tie up and she felt it would only get worse if he didn’t talk with Raine and at least try to explain before she started to form her own opinion of the situation.

“I think, I think you should talk to her. Else I worry it will just make things worse.” It was hard to hide the worry in her eyes, the look of how unsettled she was in this situation because she still felt uncomfortable being here in this bunker with him. It wasn’t his fault at all, if it was just them like it had been in the hotel room it was fine as no one would be watching them. There would be no prying eyes making assumptions or judging them.

Right here and now in this small safe house, where she had been brought in after being accused of stealing. Well, it certainly didn’t paint a good picture at all. “I don’t want there to be bad blood or make things difficult.”
Everything felt excruciatingly slow, just sat alone on the sofa her hands fiddling with themselves out of something to do to try and distract herself. Her mind was racing, so many thoughts running through it that she could feel a headache forming. Stressing herself out for no reason and as she sat on the sofa, she couldn’t help but wish for it to swallow her hole. Finding herself shrinking a little lower in the sofa Iris could feel the eyes on her even as she forced herself to stare at the television. Not that it helped as she was very much aware of her surroundings.

Even as she focused on the television, she wasn’t taking in what was playing, her mind was elsewhere, and she hadn’t even noticed Cas had finally approached. It wasn’t until she felt him sit down next to her that she snapped out of the daze she had been, trying not to look too startled as he took her hand. Feeling the warmth of him lean into her she couldn’t help but look at their hands, a sense of unease creeping in. Was it really okay for them to be so open about this?

Moments ago, he had been courting another princess, and now she was here he was openly holding her hand. Leaning into her side? Proving to Jacob he had made his choice even if it may have been the bad one, because she understood why she couldn’t be in his life anymore. Yet somehow, they had been drawn back together.

“No need to apologise, really. It is partly my fault too. I’m sorry for that, for uprooting everything. Again.” Whispering under her breath in return, not wanting to be too loud as they already had such a wide audience. Though having Cas next to her did ease her worries, even if just a little bit. At least she didn’t feel totally alone in this small safe house.

Feeling his grip on her hand tighten she couldn’t help but grip it back, it felt surreal being here with him. It was wrong, she should have stayed away and had she not been caught being reckless in that shop, it would have been different. It was clear Jacob hadn’t realised she had left his condo, she wondered if she hadn’t been caught how long it would have taken him to realise, she was no longer there?

Trying to push out all the thoughts she knew there was no use in thinking on the what ifs, or what could have been. It would only cause her to spiral and right now she had to count her blessings, she had been taken to Cas and it was clear he still cared for her like she had him. She had to trust she would be safe with him, that he would protect her.

“I’m sorry, for making this such a messy situation for you.” A gentle apology left her lips again, because truly she had not wanted to cause such havoc by reappearing. That had not been her intention.
Iris wasn’t surprised by the way Raine held herself, the reminder that she was a Princess and she just a commoner. Of course, to assert some kind of power she would make her address her as such, but it was just another gentle reminder that Iris was not of the same stature. Publicly or not, she would still have to address her as Princess, and she knew it was the right thing to do of course, but she couldn’t help but feel a little out of place. Especially as all eyes seemed to be on her, whether it was this Princess, or the security detail based in this bunker. Everyone no doubt having the same question. Who was she?

They had brought her here as a thief, as someone the King would pass judgement on, and no doubt send back to the prisons. Yet here she still stood, now a guest of the Kings. “Of course, I will address you as such.” Offering a polite smile, but Iris knew it didn’t reach her eyes as she was unsettled by this whole situation, and she couldn’t exactly just slip away.

The Princess however, deemed it necessary to create space and Iris was relieved when she had excused herself, needing a moment. Letting out a breath she didn’t realise she had been holding as the princess was no longer in her vicinity.

This whole situation wasn’t ideal, and she felt a little lost as to what to do, she hadn’t meant to come back and cause such damage. As much as she had wanted to see Caspian again, she knew that her return wouldn’t bode well for him and his decisions that he had to make as a King. Already she had caused issues with a potential Princess he had been courting, even if there was still a slither of jealousy she understood why.

Hearing Jacobs words as he passed her by, she knew he was right, sighing once more she knew he would need time, but it didn’t help that she felt like she had ruined things. Especially for Jacob who had done nothing but help her when he didn’t have too. “I’m sorry.” Whispering the words in return, hoping he would understand, she didn’t mean for this to happen, she hoped he didn’t think she had done this on purpose.

With people dispersing, the security team returning to their posts and focusing on the job at hand. Every now and then casting a glance her way. Raine was still nowhere to be seen she chose to take the moment to take a seat in the living room. Awkwardly she felt stiff trying not to attract any attention to her as she fixed her gaze to the television, pretending it was the most interesting thing to be watching.

It didn’t matter what was on the TV, but right now it was the easiest thing to throw her attention on whilst in a room full of people that no doubt hated her. It didn’t even matter that she had come out here to eat having not for the past few days, nothing right now mattered except for the programme that was now playing on TV.

Inside she was just hoping for Cas to return, so she felt like she had someone on her side as she was certain she had ruined whatever friendship she had with Jacob. She had been such an idiot thinking she could find out more for this rebellion to help Cas and Jacob, but ultimately, she had just ruined several different relationships in the space of a couple of minutes.
Iris could feel the tension, the feeling of not being wanted and she could understand to a degree. After all she had turned up and thrown a major spanner in the works, Raine and Caspian had been talking potential deals, they had been getting to know one another. Caspian had started to heal from her and started to move on with a princess, and she was about to ruin everything. Understanding the reason why she wasn’t the most favourable person right now, she didn’t take anything to heart. It did remind her of her own station, and how unsuited to this life she was.

A princess? Iris hesitated for a moment as Raine introduced herself. Remembering her manners she quickly recovered a politely bowed to the princess, her heart hammering away in her chest because she knew this would change everything. This woman screamed of elegance and grace and would have been perfect for Caspian, this was who the public would expect to see. Not some street rat. A girl from the rebellion who had played a part in the Kings abduction not too long ago. “No, honestly. The pleasure is all mine.”

Already her mind was racing, of course there was a hint of jealousy as she knew Caspian had started to move on. Though, she knew deep down she couldn’t be mad. After all she had left him first, willing to give him up because it was for the best. Believing Jacob that Caspian would be better off without her.

“How would you like me to address you?” Not wanting to insult the princess, but she didn’t want to just call her by her first name and cause even more issues. It felt the safest option, and at least it was polite. There was no need to twist the knife in, after all it was clear that Iris and Caspian had unfinished business so she could only imagine what was going on through her head right now.

Chewing the inside of her cheek she tried not to fiddle with her clothes, give away how uneasy she felt. How inferior she felt to this princess, her eyes glancing towards the door that Caspian had taken Jacob inside. Iris didn’t regret for a moment making Caspian to agree to not fire the guard, she knew how impulsive he could be, and she trusted Jacob. Although he hadn’t been there all the time whilst she was recovering, she couldn’t fault the fact he had saved her life, that he had taken care of her. Even though she hadn’t fully regained her strength she had been well enough to go back to the districts, but he hadn’t sent her back.

His home has practically become hers and she had grown comfortable roaming around it, but she knew how much Jacob cared for Caspian. There had never been an ulterior motive, Jacob was just a decent guy that took his job seriously. Knowing she had already gotten him in trouble made her feel guilty, but she couldn’t let him lose her job for her mistake.

It hadn’t even been her intention to go back to Cas, she had only left to try and find more about the rebels that should have been dead. Ethan was dead, Jacob had confirmed that to her, and so was her father. Shuddering at the repressed memory of the interrogator showing her the photos of her gunned down father. So, who was behind it?

There was no way of finding out now, Caspian wouldn’t let her leave not now he knew she was alive. Hearing the door, she couldn’t help but look towards Jacob her eyes instantly downcast on the floor as the guilt washed over her not wanting to see a look of disappointment. Not that she imagined he would, he had always been hard to read, but she was upset with herself for getting caught and getting him into trouble.
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