[ The night passes well enough for Jiang Cheng who, despite his embarrassment and the nervous frenzy of his stomach, is tired after his travelling and slips into rest easily enough. He wakes and changes, has the breakfast he is given with a gentle thanks, still holding onto hope that he can avoid his brother, and tracks back to collect his sword - no Xichen.
The library it is.
It doesn't take long to find his way there, familiar at least with these paths, and when he steps inside he offers Xichen a small bow, careful to glance around to see if they are alone. ]
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The library it is.
It doesn't take long to find his way there, familiar at least with these paths, and when he steps inside he offers Xichen a small bow, careful to glance around to see if they are alone. ]
Good morning. I hope you slept well.