♤SPRING SHIELD (MxM) ~fantasy~♤

The high board of Ferrez

Elijah

Do I actually like the High Board? No,I don't. I think they're all stuck up petty female dogs. Years ago,the power was solely on the avatars. They were royalty,they controlled everything and life was okay. Until the other nobles in power felt jealousy and decided that it's bad to leave the state of the country to five families.
They campaigned to have the power distributed. To have them to also be considered royalty. At first it was fine,it was okay.
All until they board of Ferrez became high. They tried to step on the avatars,to have the advantage. To have their children in OUR schools. To eat our food. To attend our traditions.
To steal OUR honour while they sit in our thrones. That we fought for. That we died for.
So yeah I'm kind of mad about the board. Because the same day my father was buried the same man who tried to bury my father with disrepair and framed him of corruption.
On his funeral. Imagine how I felt that day.
Imagine how I feel today,having to face the same man who tried to dishonour my family.
"You're kind of zoning out a bit,"Shane tells me as I stare ahead of the elevator,
"Don't I always? Also can you try to air yourself out the next time you smoke?"I scold as the elevator doors open and he makes a sound as he tries to sniff himself,
"Does it smell that bad?"I ignore him and keep walking,we find Rowin in the hallway looking around and seeming stressed,
"I am so sorry you have to skip school for this crap,Frost."I tell him and he shrugs,
"It's actually hockey that I'm skipping. So I don't mind too much."Rowin says to me with a smile. He's just a kid and he's already been crowned,the winter sword of Ferrez. Which is impressive for a seventeen year old whose playing college level ice hockey.
I'm just worried about the insane levels of school and practice the board and his duties make him miss. Once I tried to propose that Rowin be excused from his duties for a year until he's done with high school.
They flat out said no.
Even though there's that he's a good kid and fits his role very well. Although the other swords before him only had patches of white hair he has a full head of it. Like a true ice king.
"How's school?"I ask putting my hand on his shoulder,
"It's alright,how's work? Everyone's saying you have a new pretty assistant~"he sings and I nearly push him away,
"He's not new and I wouldn't call him pretty in the essential sense."I deny,
"You know it's part of your duty to tell us if you have a crush,right?"Shane says giving me a glare,I curl my lips up in disgust,
"No its not!"I say in disbelief that he'd even suggest that,
"Well maybe not for us,but since high school you've never ever dated anyone so we'd all just like to know."
"Yeah,the rumours are rumours but they're making me get my hopes up,"I sigh when they both try to make a case out this. I open the door to the meeting room,
"These things happen every two to three years."I dismissively say,taking my seat at the head of the table where I'll sit face to face with the head of the board,
"But that was then,with random rich girls like Bethany,but now it's new. It sounds like a romance novel."Rowin says putting his hands up in the air like he's drawing,"Shall I set the scene?"
"I'd rather you don't."I make silent greetings to the other people in the room who are,Azaar and Johan Kane,the cloud of boundary. The avatar of air whose way too friendly for his own good.
Before Rowin can protest my refusal the board walks in in single file order. Like always.
Shane scoffs at their display. Rowin purses his lips.
"Good morning,"the head of the High Board tells me,Howard Gunther the sixteeth,forty nine years old and looks like a baby who grew old too soon. He's the type of guy who makes a point of how powerful he is and who weak his partner is on the first date.
So basically a sicko.
"Good morning,Mr Gunther."against my will I take a salutation bow to the members of the board,"Shall we start?"

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The meeting goes through it's usual rounds before we reach the recent attacks. Shane the man in charge of direct reports speaks up,uninterested in the conversation,"Everything's been normally recently,mean of three attacks and crime a week this month."he says tapping his fingers together,bored,
"I have something to report,"I say,changing the attention to me,
"Go ahead."Gunther tells me,taking a sip of coffee and licking his thin lips I try not to sneer,
"I don't need your permission,thank you."I say in a politely acidic tone. It's like this each time,our two groups in an endless power struggle unafraid to show the truth of the ugly situation,"Less than two weeks ago I was working overtime at my office and just as I was leaving with my subordinate I got attacked by a dark creature."I state and Shane sits up straight,
"Was there a rift?"
"No,it was a dark cloud."the room goes quiet before breaking out into murmurs,skeptical and shocked all alike,
"Were you hurt?"Azaar says,concerned,
"No,but we recovered what I believe to be a relic."
"And this subordinate,can we trust them to not reveal anything to the public?one of the other members starts,
"It's clearly the rumoured assistant is it not? Lewis here is giving up his reputation because of him,I believe we can trust the man."it takes a lot for me not to get up from my seat and not smack the man clean across his face and show him the difference between him and me but I stay still.
"That. Is. Not. The. Point."I say,"What matters is I recovered a relic,its still being investigated by the Security Bureau."
Gunther clears his throat,"I think this meeting is dismissed."
I'm left shaking with anger. Why the hell does my life have to be like this?

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When I walk out trying not to drag my feet. I'm exhausted.
"You look awful what happened in there?"his voice does something to me. Unmistakably makes me feel better I just don't want to accept it.
"Red,what are you doing here?"
"Bethany Wilder was looking for you at the office so I told her I'd fetch you."he says simply,walking towards me,"You're tired aren't you?"his concerned words feel like a touch. Like his fingers on my face,
"Well,well,well. Look what we have here."Shane says stepping out of the hall with the rest of the group behind him. Kristian looks shocked. Or rather he's marvelling,the avatars,in the eyes of the common people don't seem normal at all. Their colourful hair,bright eyes and towering height.
They fail to understand we have human emotions just like them. "Oh my,Lyria in the light realm. Hello."I'm suddenly extremely embarrassed as they all stare at him. Rowin is one of them,whenever he's happy little snowflakes appear out nowhere,Kristian watches them fall carefully,
"Hi,to all of you."
"Hey,Kristian,right?"Azaar shakes his hand,"I'm Azaar by the way,this is Rowin."he introduces the both of them,
"Jonathan Kane,call me Jonah."he says to him before turning his hand to make his palm shake the floor and kissing his hand.
"Okay,that's enough stop harassing my assistant,"I push him away and keep Kristian behind me. They all start laughing again,I ignore them,"What did Miss Wilders want?"I ask,
"She wanted to speak to you,about being on our development team,is that true? Is she with us?"he asks and I nod,"What's she gonna do? Help us with our skin routines?"
"Believe it or not she's a software engineer,she's going to help us."A pause,"I'm off now."I say to the group,
"It was nice meeting you all,"Kristian says with wave.