LimaBean

Rowan was an intelligent advisor, having the answers to nearly every question, from how to prevent epidemics and to winning a war. He brought forth a decade of prosperity to country Olinthus. In fear of his intellect being utilized by other countries, the royals trapped him within a mirror. His imprisoned self could only answer questions of the beholder. The nobles were delighted to have him permanently tied down.

Until he was accidentally saved from the grasp of Olinthus. He meets a man whom he learns to communicate with despite Rowan's lack of ability to freely talk and the other's lack of interest in talking. From there, their tactic understanding starts to bloom and they help each other in dire times. Maybe even becoming love?

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Luken was also very aware that he could not just send them off and that he was already in a passive situation. Not a bad one. Just annoyingly passive until he could turn the tables around.


"Rowan, do you want to watch the show?" Luken's irritated face switched quickly to a placating one within seconds when facing Rowan. Gale's eye twitched at the sight though it managed to disperse the irritability at Olinthus and transfer it onto Luken.


Luckily for Luken, Rowan was quite interested in seeing the Olinthus envoy and how they would attempt to make the "robbery" into their favor.


Thus, all three of them leisurely departed from the library and into the throne room. Right before any of them entered, Luken hesitated on what to do with Rowan. He contemplated handing it to his trusted aide and friend: Gale.


But, immediately retracted his thoughts when he saw his friend's grubby hands already extending to take Rowan from him.


Using his free hand to smack Gale's wrist, he asked Rowan: "Are you okay with hiding a bit in my suit? You'll have a better view, too."


"I am okay with that!" Rowan mentally scolded the king of Nelumbo for sounding too much like a merchant. Lately, Luken has been blushing and stuttering less and instead of trying to act more domineering each passing day. Though, Rowan thought that both are funny to look at. In a good way, of course.


Since Rowan's mirror body was only a handheld mirror the size of an adult's head, it was quite difficult to hide Rowan.


Luken decided to mutter a little spell under his breath and light particles suddenly gathered around Rowan, making him invisible to the naked eye.


"There we go." Luken tucked Rowan into his front coat pocket and opens the door into the throne room. He smoothly sat on his somewhat humble throne, while Gale retreats to the side of the room.


Before Luken and Rowan was the entourage sent by Emperor Jove of Olinthus: a beautiful young woman with flowing blue locks, highly suggesting her origins as a water mage and behind her was a literal parade. That was the most modest way that Rowan could describe it.


To put it immodestly would be three dancers in scanty clothing, most likely by the suggestion of the lascivious King Jove, a few magical beats varying in size, the largest nearly taking half the room and the smallest were just little birds that annoying sang songs.


Luken rubbed his eyebrows in irritation, "Miss...?" He referred to the beautiful envoy with the bare minimum respect and politeness by asking for her name.


"Brooke Cascade," she replies curtly out of fear of offending the king of Nelumbo. It was simply her intuition, but she felt that if she were to play her usual and coquettish tricks here, she would lose her head. Thus, Brooke decided to be low-key this time around.


"Miss Cascade, dismiss your little parade." Luken glared down at the Olinthus joke of an envoy and used a little of his aura to scare them.


Rowan gave three claps to this strong king! Like! Like! Like!


Before Brooke could even order her entourage to retreat elsewhere, they already bolted out of the door. 


The Envoy Arrived