The Blue Dragon Clan’s Very Suspicious Little Chick - Chapter 60

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Chapter 60

Aran simply promised firmly.
“Of course. I won’t tell a soul.”

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The following night, Hong Bi fell asleep early.
During the lesson she’d done her best not to give her cousin any opening to criticize her, and having not slept the night before from crying, it was only natural.
Now only two days of the training remained, and only four more nights to spend in the Imperial Palace.
Unfortunately, the Celestial Beasts Ritual happened only once a year, and there were almost no other opportunities to meet Je Geon-u.

“How does the Crown Prince seem to you lately?”

When Aran found a moment to ask Baek Sa-heum, the keen White Tiger answered with confidence.

“He’s regained his vigor just as he had during the Four Celestial Ceremony. The sage must have given him something to help, yes?”

Still, Aran wanted to visit Je Geon-u once more.
The boy yearned so desperately for his mother, and drew such strength merely from seeing the Empress in the visions—how could she not go to him?
So she waited for Hong Bi to fall into deep sleep, then transformed into a small bird.
Having already told Je Geon-u that she was a white nuthatch spirit being, she had to be extremely cautious now whenever she took avian form.
In truth, Aran’s true shape bore a certain resemblance to a nuthatch at first glance.
She fluttered through the window, and the sparrows outside chirped in greeting.
“Chirp! Chirp-chirp??”
(Elder! Heading out? Shall we keep an eye on the young phoenix while she’s sleeping?)
These were the same sparrows who had helped her a few days prior.
“Chirp.”
(Yes, I’m grateful.)
With that, Aran flew straight toward the Crown Prince’s Palace.
Fortunately, the Crown Prince’s chamber window stood open.
She entered without making a sound, not even the whisper of wind.
But just as she settled beside the sleeping Je Geon-u and was about to summon the vision—
His golden eyes, which had seemed shut in deep slumber, snapped wide open.
Start.
Aran recoiled in alarm.
She immediately took flight.
As Aran hurried toward the window to escape—
“Don’t go……!”
An urgent voice caught her in place.
“Please, please don’t leave.”
Aran didn’t halt her flight, yet neither could she bring herself to depart.
She settled lightly on the windowsill, and Je Geon-u’s pleading continued.
“I-I won’t come near you! Just…… will you stay for a moment?”
Aran, perched on the frame, turned slowly to face him.
Fortunately, he seemed to possess neither the means nor the intention to capture her.
But then Je Geon-u suddenly dropped to his knees before her.
Aran was momentarily bewildered by the memory of Baek Sa-heum performing a similar gesture.
“Could it be…….”
With small fists resting upon his knees as he knelt, Je Geon-u spoke hesitantly.
“Did Mother send you?”
What? Where on earth did that come from……?

***

As Aran merely tilted her head in confusion, Je Geon-u continued falteringly.
“M-maybe not, but…….”
Even as he spoke, his small head shook with uncertainty.
“Anyway! You came to my room before, remember? The day you dropped that feather, I actually had a dream about Mother…….”
Good heavens.
Only then did Aran understand why Je Geon-u had looked at her with such peculiar interest all this time.
In beastfolk society, leaving a feather behind was the same as leaving a scent trail.
“If Mother didn’t reincarnate and come looking for me……, then I think it was Mother who sent you to me.”
Oh dear.
“So that’s why you smell like Mother, isn’t it?”
It was a misunderstanding, but fortunately, even seeing Aran’s true form, Je Geon-u hadn’t connected her to the youngest of the Azure Dragon Palace. That much was a mercy.
After all, a child who knew nothing of Illusion Abilities wouldn’t easily link Cheon Aran to the Empress.
“Of c-course, it’s fine if you’re just an ordinary bird with no connection to Mother.”
Je Geon-u added hastily.
“But since you came, it feels like my dreams have come back……, and I’m just happy. I’ve been waiting, hoping you’d come again.”
“Chirp.”
(Chirp.)
Aran cried out deliberately, careful to inject no meaning into it lest Je Geon-u understand. She even made a deliberately blank expression.
As if to say she had no idea what he was talking about.
“Thank you for coming. Now that you’re here……, maybe I’ll dream of Mother again.”
Je Geon-u lay down on his back with an expression full of hope.
Then, still lying there, he turned his head slightly to look at Aran.
“Thank you. For helping me…….”
He thought his mother had sent him a bird?
Was that hope what had brought him back to life so quickly?
Aran gazed at Je Geon-u with both tenderness and pride, and just before he fell asleep, she showed him an illusion of the Empress.
His misunderstanding was fortunate, all things considered.
Whether because of that faith or because of the dream.
If his peace of mind could help him survive the year until the next Celestial Beasts Ritual.
Nothing else mattered.
As long as Aran didn’t have to be the one to take that young dragon’s life herself.

***

The next day, during a break, Je Geon-u casually asked Baek Sa-heum, “Hey, is it true that your White Tiger Palace can see spirits?”
Baek Sa-heum was so startled by the Crown Prince’s direct question that his shoulders flinched.
Je Geon-u had to force down a sigh at that reaction.
He knew well enough that he hadn’t grown close to Baek Sa-heum yet. But Je Geon-u had no time.
Only two days of class remained.
After two more nights of sleep, not just the White Tiger but all the children from the Four Celestial Palaces would be gone.
Seeing the young White Tiger was frightened, Je Geon-u deliberately made his tone casual.
“Oh, I read a book about the Four Celestial Palaces and found it interesting, so I was just curious.”
Baek Sa-heum, who had been badly startled, settled somewhat at that explanation, but could only give the Crown Prince an ambiguous answer.
After all, the fact that he was a true White Tiger was still a secret from the public.
“Ah…… that is, if Spiritual Sight were to fully open.”
He was frightened by the very fact that Je Geon-u was asking such a question.
Je Geon-u, who had believed only the White Tiger so firmly, asked again without bothering to hide his disappointment.
“Really? So you can’t see them yet?”
“No, not yet, Your Highness.”
Baek Sa-heum’s voice, as pure as rice paper, grew increasingly strained from telling an unwilling lie.
If his parents hadn’t made him promise solemnly, he might have told the truth no matter how frightening the dark shadow inside Je Geon-u looked.
Je Geon-u still didn’t give up.
“Then what about your clan leader? Can he open his Spiritual Sight and see spirits?”
Baek Sa-heum answered again, his eyes wavering.
“Um…… somewhat, yes.”
“Somewhat?”
He swallowed hard, his throat tight.
“My father can see very close deaths once in a while. Not always, though. He’s working hard to see better.”
“Imminent death…….”
Je Geon-u turned the words over in his mind, then asked again.
“You know, if someone was reborn as something else, could a White Tiger with fully opened Spiritual Sight recognize their true identity?”
In fact, Baek Sa-heum had been quite nervous, thinking Je Geon-u was about to ask him to look at his soul.

That was why Je Geon-u’s absurd question both puzzled and relieved him.
“So you mean the past life of that something?”
“Yes, the past life.”
Baek Sa-heum turned his gaze slowly, looking directly at Je Geon-u for the first time in a while.
The Imperial Dragon within the Crown Prince seemed particularly radiant and solid today, which put him greatly at ease.
The baby White Tiger gathered his courage and answered.
“Father cannot. But if he were a true White Tiger with his Spiritual Sight fully opened, he would be able to see it.”
Of course, such a confident answer was possible only because Baek Sa-heum was indeed that true White Tiger.
Before his eyes, the past life of Aran—who had been a great Vermillion Bird Immortal—appeared with perfect clarity.
“Really?”
Je Geon-u finally brightened.
“Sa-heum, when your Spiritual Sight opens later, would you grant me one request?”
Even for a White Tiger, in most cases the Spiritual Sight opens only for a brief moment when death draws near.
Yet Je Geon-u did not know this fact, and therefore did not realize that his “later” would typically come some fifty or sixty years hence.
Baek Sa-heum wondered whether there would ever come a day when he was known as a true White Tiger and could fulfill Je Geon-u’s request.
That day seemed terribly distant, but he ought to answer nonetheless.
“Yes, I will.”
Je Geon-u’s beaming smile looked far more at ease than usual.
The Immortal must have taken some measure or other.

***

Two days later.
Hwa Gyeom watched from a distance as Je Geon-u saw off the Beastfolk of the Four Celestial Palace.
Je Geon-u had even accompanied them all the way to the Imperial Dragon Palace to bid the Four Celestial Palace farewell.
The Celestial Beasts Ritual had clearly affected the Crown Prince. It was extraordinary from the very first day.
Thus Hwa Gyeom, who had recommended proceeding with the ritual, even received words of gratitude from the Emperor.
The problem was that Hwa Gyeom had not achieved his true purpose.
He had failed to ascertain exactly who was responsible for that influence, or what the cause was.
Hwa Gyeom asked Court Lady Nam.
“Were there any others whom His Highness met separately, aside from classes or banquets?”
The Azure Dragon Clan’s Curious Chirping — Episode 60
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