Chapter 1, Confrontation Part 8

Advisor Chur arrived at the Prince’s lodging that afternoon with mixed feelings. He wasn’t sure why the Prince was so into the girl, but he seemed to share the same uneasiness and that was all that really mattered.

He knocked gingerly at the door and a servant opened up.

“Please inform the Prince that Advisor Chur has arrived.” He said. The servant nodded.

“One moment please.” He closed the door and left Advisor Chur waiting outside. A few moments later the door creaked open once again. “Come in please. The Prince is waiting for you.”

Advisor Chur nodded and followed the servant, taking a step into the Prince’s living quarters for the first time. It was a great honor to be invited to the Prince’s quarters.

Hanto’s quarters consisted of a broad gardened courtyard that lead to a small house. The garden was decorated with plenty of small trees and a single pond that rested on the far corner. The courtyard itself was surrounded by walls that enclosed that entire place. They were tall smooth walls that were unscalable. If any one tried to kill him, at least there was only one way in and one way out.

Yes, the Hyang were very paranoid if you were wondering.

The servant led Advisor Chur to the room. It was a small room, but heavily furnished with the most expensive furniture. In the center of the room, there stood a wall that hid the other half of the room, probably the prince’s private quarters. Against the wall sat a heavy redwood table and two matching redwood chairs, intricately carved by the most prestigious carpenters of the country. Paintings furnished the walls. But what stood out the most was the Prince’s large collection of weapons, anything from spears to throwing knives, bows and arrows to swords. They lined the walls menacingly.

“Do you like the swords?”

Advisor Chur was caught off guard for a moment as Hanto enter the room, catching him staring at the swords on the walls.

“They’re wonderful. Perfectly crafted.” He said with admiration. Hanto nodded with a smile.

“Would you like one?” He offered. The Advisor shook his head.

“It would be too grand of a sword for a lowly Advisor.”

Hanto reached up and picked out a light sword, craftly simply but quite precisely.

“Take this one.”

“No no no, my prince, I cannot possibly accept this.”Advisor Chur pushed the sword back. “This is too much of an honor.”

Hanto looked at him one more time before resting the sword on the table.

“If you want, it will always be available.”

Advisor Chur nodded, somewhat bewildered. Hanto motioned for him to sit and the Advisor moved to sit in the chair across from him.

“Now, to business.” The Prince leaned back slightly. “Do you know the reason why I called you here?”

Advisor Chur shook his head.

“The motives of my Prince are unknown to me, but allow me to guess that it is about the girl.”

“You’re right. I’d like to hear her entire plan.”

Advisor Chur glanced up at him.

“It is a crazy plan my Prince. I don’t know why you would like to hear such blasphemy.”

“Tell me the plan.” Hanto repeated, not without a hint of annoyance. Advisor Chur finally submitted. He repeated what had happened in the room, trying to recall what the girl had said word for word. The whole time, the Prince’s face was expressionless.

“And that was the plan.” Advisor Chur finished. Hanto was silent for a moment, thinking.

“Good.” He finally said. “I want you to report here every time you have a meeting with the girl. I want to hear everything that she says, but I want you to keep our meetings secret.”

He took out a small pouch of money and handed over to Advisor Chur.

“In there is one Jiin. Next time, I’ll make it two.”

The Advisor nodded with a quick smile and left the quarters.

The End

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