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Under the Moon Pacing back and forth, Zhang Lien's shadow danced along the stone walls of Zhang He's room. The candle light only showed a half silhouette as she stopped abruptly, turning to face her brother who, oddly, watched her in boredom. "Dear sister, won't you stop that pacing? Once all the soldiers go to their tents, and the generals in the castle, we shall depart." Zhang He rested his chin against his fists. "Yeah… I just feel like we're sneaking out. Shouldn't we at least tell someone?" "Relax. You take things too seriously." He stood up with such grace, making it look effortless as he crossed her path to peer out the tent d

Tawdry Mischief The week of struggle and arguing generals ended and that was left was the painful reminder of the few loses Wei accrued after the Shu surprise assault. Cao Cao no doubt was left with the veins in his forehead bulging at what happened. Quickly, as usual, he turned back to his cool composure and reorganized his thinking. Meanwhile, Zhuji finally found free time from the groping mitts of the stir-crazy generals. She liked walks in the town. It gave her fresh air and plenty of room to stretch her long, shapely legs. Zhuji smirked, thinking of some fun. She strolled through the market, dodging people doing business. The manneris

Dragon Trap Morning came, bright and early, and just as the sun crept through the dark shades of Zhang Lien's room, she rolled over to hide from the day. It had been roughly 4 days since her encounter with Cao Pi in the gardens, and to no fault of her own, has been getting nothing but the third degree by Cao Pi's 'other half.' Whether it is glaring from across a crowded room, or rumors among the soldiers, Zhen Ji was not beneath it. There was a rumor spreading lately, that Zhang Lien was not an actual woman at all. Her theory was that a woman should be something to look at, not something to be feared. For the most part, the rumors were just

Plans For Life Despite being a man who needed beauty sleep, Zhang He barely got a wink of it that night. He spent the better half of the night eyes closed, but never drifting into deep sleep. And when he did finally succumb to blessings of rest, he was sorely interrupted by a harsh knock at his door. Issuing a slew of curses that rarely escape his fine lips, he scrambled out of bed. Outside, Xiahou Yuan pounded frantically on the door, trying to get his friend up. "Come on, Zhang He. You have to get up, bud." He pounded on the door again, before stepping back and awaiting Lord Zhang He's theatrical entrance. The door creaked open and Zha

Failure Xiahou Dun paced anxiously outside of Cao Cao's quarters, unsure of how to break their unfortunate loss such a man. Peering his head through the door way, he noticed Cao Cao busy overlooking different parchments while picking up his brush from the ink. "Xiahou Dun…" He spoke loud and clear, never lifting his head. "How long are you going to pace in front of the door?" "Oh..!" Even though he knew Cao Cao knew of his presence, his question took him off guard. "I bring news…of our current battle in Chang Ban." "Yes… Do tell." Cao Cao slowly looked up to await his cousin's news, setting his brush down. "Where is Liu Be?

Chapter Two: Changban The sun was an angry orange when the troops managed to begin marching. Their marching was structured, hard feet pounding into the earth causing the trees to wither and shake. Zhang Lien rode closely behind the horse of Xiahou Dun, the man's strength felt by all of his troops. Despite the might of Cao Cao's right-hand man spewing into the atmosphere, Lien had that nagging feeling at the base of her neck that told her that something strange was about to happen. It wasn't a foreboding feeling, but… Suddenly, a scout approached the front lines bowing to Xiahou Dun. "Sir, I bring news from the advance unit. We have sei