Felix and Ashura - Mirador AU

[wishmadeinfire]

Ashura looked up at the great beast of stone that was the Mirador. Admittedly, the whole thing scared him, but did not frighten. He could feel this presence about it, like it was a dragon squatting over its hoard, waiting for the unsuspecting knight to come so it could chomp their head off. It was perhaps not the best way to view his new home for

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[lord_wizard]

Felix received the summons just after his class adjourned. There weren't very many things that Lord Stephen would want to see him for, and he was fairly sure he hadn't done anything to warrant a personal scolding since the argument he'd had with Robert on Jeudy. He couldn't even remember what it had been about

[wishmadeinfire]

Ashura's retinue had been afforded a moment to compose themselves once dismounted. His servants and brought over bowls of water with which to wash his feet and hands, dabbed sweet oils on his throat and attached some of his more regal jewels he had not worn on the road. It had taken them moments to do it up, and now he glittered with gold and rubies. His hair was like the night sky studded with red stars, his ears equally encased in gold, and around his throat sat his golden torque with its half-fist sized sphere ruby. He had changed his over robe, a thing of red, white and gold, custom stitched to look like flames licking at the hems. A black and gold obi around his waist held it together, a golden link chain there as well, knotted into the shape of a sakura blossom

[lord_wizard]

Years at court helped Felix perfect the art of staring without making it obvious. The appearance of the ambassador was unexpected. The sheer number of gold and jewels that dangled from him put nearly half the Mirador's court to shame. He wasn't even entirely sure what to make of the unusual clothing. It was not quite gown, not quite robe, and made it very difficult to tell what sort of person wore it, though he carried himself with the stork-like precision and grace of royalty. Felix was barely sure that this was even a man

[wishmadeinfire]

It was precisely the effect Ashura wanted. He could not come in demure, with his head bowed and scraping. He had to come in with his spells out, so to speak and let everyone know he had power, appeal, and strength. His eyes cast over those gathered on the dais, pausing to take in the forms of Giancarlo and Felix, though they rested perhaps a bit longer on Felix than they did anyone else. But not long enough to be overly noticeable before his gaze went back to Lord Stephen