Golden Dragon of Unity
Lydia tried to rest the last hours of her weary travel away, only to be kept awake by memories of home. Last words spoken between her father and mother weren't the best, and nothing made it worse than the thought she would have to travel to this strange and new country all on her own.
Months before this 'life ruining engagement'- or so Lydia called it- the Adams family was blessed with their first son. As fate would have it, not only was Lydia being thrown into this marriage but her little brother had become very ill. No doubt in Lydia's mind lingered, but instead stayed the thought the poor girl truly believed in- Lydia was a failure to her family only because she was a girl. Her little brother, only months old, was now the twinkle in his father's eye and until he was old enough to make way in this world he was going to put Lydia to work.
"What have I done to deserve this?" She mumbled to herself, wishing she could cry to release this pain in her heart, but she was all dried up. After days at sea to China she could no longer tell if she was angry or sad or even both, it all just felt numb and cold...but Lydia believed it didn't help that the boat wasn't exactly the warmest on the seven seas.
Finally, sighing as she piled on another blanket, she fell asleep only to be awoken hours later by an elderly man who had kept her company when he could find the time. He didn't smile, and Lydia started to believe it was because he couldn't lift all those wrinkles, but he wasn't a harsh man. Shaking her gently he helped get her bags and led her up to the surface.
The old man spoke broken english, yet was able to understand well enough, and it wasn't like he spoke much to anyone in the first place. Even so, that didn't stop Lydia from speaking to him, from letting out whatever fell out between her rose colored lips. One who babbled when nervous, Lydia couldn't stop the words from flowing out of her mouth. She continually wrung her hands as butterflies fluttered around her seasick stomach.
"I believe I'm going to be sick..." She muttered softly, and to that the old man put her luggage down and handed her the closest bucket. It reeked of fish guts, and had no help in the matter. Pushing it away, she tried to be kind and thank him, but assured him it wasn't needed. Shrugging, the man led her down to the dock to wait, where already Lydia was dazzled by new things. They all looked so different from her, the wore clothing which reminded her of nightgowns and bathrobes, which made her feel so out of place in her corset, silks and lace.
Half an hour later a carriage pulled up- one of the few western things she had seen- and knew it was for her. Before getting in she said goodbye to the old man, and was about to give him a hug when he put out his hand, stopping her, then bowed. The look he gave told her to do the same, and she did, before surprising him with a hug and a small peck on the cheek. Pulling back her pale blue eyes twinkled as a giddy and mischivous smile appeared, seeing the rather surprised look on the man's face. "Thank you for everything." Bowing once more to him she got into the carriage and drove off, waving franticly at the old man until he was no longer in view. She was going to miss him.
In no time she arrived at a large mansion like estate, however, it was in a Chinese style- traditional. Once stopped she was helped out, only to see a long row of what she guessed to be maids. Some bowed, some looked at her in awe before quickly following the others and lowering their heads. Lydia knew why they stared, the main reason being her hair, which she had let hang loose and free- too lazy to put it up in a proper fashion this morning.
Bowing her head to them slightly she was led inside, told to take off her shoes- which she found rather funny- and was led to wait in a large room and sit on the floor. As she waited she looked around at the room, finding it strange how the walls were made out of paper...."My, this is different...." But, if she was being honest with herself, she didn't hate it and rather enjoyed it.
"NO! You can't marry her! It's not right! Why should you be forced to marry someone you don't even know, let alone a westerner!" Hibino cried out angrily. She was always my best friend as long as I could remember. She'd always patched me up after I'd gotten in fights. She'd been there for me when My mother passed away. She was there for me always. "Who does he think he is, ordering you to marry som-"
"Enough!" I stared at her sighing softly before saying "It can't be helped I have to do this. It's my duty as the only son of the family. I have to what's best for the family, even if that means At the cost of my happiness." Walking over to Hibino I placed a hand on her shoulder gently before saying "No matter what happens You'll still be my friend. I would never let anything separate us.
"But," Hibino protested, "How can you be so calm. Your being . . ."
"Hibino. I'll be fine. I will do what I have to do." Turning away from Hibino I sighed before saying "If you excuse me, I have to finish my workout before my guest arrives." Hibino watched silently as he continued working out. He was so diligent with his studies. He had top marks all through school, he even tutored Hibino from time to time. But he wasn't a nerd. He took to martial arts when he was eight. He took to Muay Tai like no one she had ever seen. She had took to it as well but he was naturally gifted at everything he did. Watching him workout was always relaxing though. As much as she wanted to join him she knew it was better to let him workout on his own. She'd only slow him down. Or at least that's what she thought. A half hour passed and when he was finally finished working out Hibino carried a towel over to him saying "Hey Lee. I'm sorry I got so upset. I just . . " I smiled softly at her before tussling her hair saying "It's fine. Don't worry about it. Come one. As my new adviser it's your job to be present at all my meetings right?"
Hibino smiled softly before following me saying "Yes sir." We walked through the mansion I lived in and when we got to my room she stopped and waited for me outside while i went in and got changed. Walking up to my closet I slowly searched through my clothes until I found something nice enough for a first impression. After I got dressed I made my way over to my Mirror to check if everything looked OK. Staring into the mirror I didn't see myself looking back however. Instead I saw a hollow shell of a man. Never doing what he wanted. Always doing what was expected of him. I slowly fixed the buttons o my Shirt and Slipped my coat on. Over all it was a nice outfit. Not my favorite. But My father believed in making good first impressions so he wanted me to wear this.
With A sigh I opened up the door and stepped out into the hall. Turning to Hibino I saw the stunned look on her face and chuckled before saying "Don't stare. It's not fitting of you." She quickly looked away smiling to herself before saying "Sorry." With a low chuckled I turned to her and said "Come on, we have a visitor to welcome. Slowly we made our way through the building, the air full of the smell of lavender and Vanilla. I could feel a sense of dread knotting itself in my stomach as I found my way to where our visitor was waiting. My father was standing outside waiting for me to arrive and I wasn't all that happy he was here. He was no doubt going to be overly polite and speak for me like he always did. When he spotted me coming he quickly straightened my jacket and brushed away some imaginary dirt before saying
"Straighten up. Your about to meet your future wife."
As He slid the door open and stepped inside He spoke warmly with the most convincing western accent I'd ever heard him use as he said "Ahh, thank you for waiting my child. I'm sorry for the wait. But I had some matters to finish up. I hope your ride here went smoothly." I slowly stepped in standing behind my father My eyes immediately darted to the girl and well I was stunned. She was gorgeous. Yes she was a westerner. But her beauty was breath taking. I quickly looked away as soon as she made eye contact with me, fighting to keep from blushing. I hadn't expected her to be so cute.
(Sorry for the wait on the response I wanted to at least match what you wrote and well . . . I kinda went for a walk with my Bf >__>)
((It's okay. I'm sorry it took so long DX Yesterday was quite a busy day)
Lydia jumped up, obviously surprised by their enterance seeing as how Lydia had started to let her mind wonder a bit too much and her nerves get to her. However, the sudden shock had quickened her heartbeat but shoved her nervousness aside or a moment at least to bow, say hello, and answer "Well, as smooth as any trip across the sea can be."
Laughing a little at her poor excuse for a joke, when no one laughed with her she cleared her throat softly before she was told to sit.
"It's a pleasure to meet both of you." Glancing over at the young man she guessed this was to be her future husband, and she would hate to admit it, but he was something. He was no little chinese man, wrinkled and frowning, but big and strong and so handsome.
It took her a moment before she realized she was staring, leading her to quickly turn with rosey cheeks. Looking back at his father she felt her palms sweat something awful but tried to act calm and collected. Nodding now and again at what he said about 'being honored to have her' and 'hoping she would enjoy her life here' most of the time she just hoped she wasn't going to be sick or do something embarrassing.
After listening for awhile it was her turn to talk, and she turned to her future husband. Biting on her lower lip she had to think quick of what to say, and decided to just normally introduce herself. At first she held out her hand to shake his, but realized she should maybe bow, and quickly took her hand away to instead lower her head. "It's quite a pleasure to finally meet you. I'm Lydia-" Glancing up at him she asked "What is your name? Or, if I should say, what should I call you by?"