War Prisoner
Warning: Torture, Stockholm Syndrome, Smut, Mental Breakdown, D/s, angst
Chapter One: Lonely Soul
The snow stretches over the horizon; a frozen tundra that stretches for miles. The moon glittering overhead like an unreachable pearl with the stars scattered like diamonds on a bed of velvet sky.
A figure in white like a snow fairy with flowing ink black hair stands upon a cliff overlooking the vast winter wonderland. A mutton fat jade flute in between his ruby red lips emitting a melancholy tune, adding to the magical feel of the night.
Suddenly in the distance a sound of thundering hooves could be heard breaking the song's enchantment. The figure brought his flute down and without taking his eyes from the scenery addressed the rider as they stop behind him, "Is there still no word from the capital?" he asked.
The rider dismounts and knelt behind him with fist clasped and head bowed, " Reporting to the General. Yes sir, there is still no word from the capital,"
Yuuri Katsuki, the Northern General of the Wa(1) Empire despaired for it seems that their Emperor has abandon them to die in this cold snowy desert. The General sighed heavily, the response is as he had expected, "It seems that the Emperor has already forgotten about us," he said his tone that of a resigned man about to face his terrible fate. "Two months... this has been dragging on for far too long. What does the Emperor has in stored for us?" the dejection he felt was written clearly upon his cherubic face as glittering crystal tears ran down his porcelain cheeks.
The messenger his Lieutenant - Takashi Nishigori, stood up and placed a comforting hand on the General's hunched shoulder, "According to rumours brought by traders passing through the mountains, the salary expenditure intended for soldiers were being used to build a Courtyard by His Majesty. I do not want to increase your anxiety because of baseless rumours but this morning the envoy we have sent a fortnight ago returned and confirmed it,"
No longer able to hold his anguish Yuuri turned to a nearby tree and struck it with all his might, "That self-centred, egoistical fool of King!" he heaved "Is he not aware of how dire the situation we are now facing? Ru(2) is almost at our doorsteps. Even with me here to defend our borders what good would it be? For my troops are all exhausted and battle weary and supplies are dwindling with each passing day. Is he not aware that should Ru be successful in invading us that his glittering courtyard would be nothing but ashes,"
Yuuri then collapsed sobbing in frustration because of their current situation. "Ironically, generation of monarchs have yet to see their folly. Perhaps the fall of our beloved Wa is at hand and our days are already number. I just hope that when that time comes I would not be here to witness it,"
That same night Yuuri was sitting by the frozen lake near their camp unable to sleep deeply immersed in his memories.
Five years ago Yuuri was nothing but a lowly court official not even high enough to be able to join the morning court with the Emperor. At that time Ru attempted its first invasion through the northern borders. Everyone was unprepared and thus resulting to panic amongst members of the court. Both Civil and Military officials point fingers at each other playing the blame game. Emperor Jean Leroy was ready to declare surrender when Yuuri stepped in. He volunteered to lead the campaign to push back Ru from beyond their borders. Yuuri lead his army to the northern border and was victorious. Since then the Emperor confer to him the title General and has given the northern border to him so that he would be able to guard it against invading forces. Along with the title came the imperial edict that under no circumstance that he and his troops would be able to set foot in the Imperial Capital unless so ordered by the Emperor. This was done in fear that Yuuri might be able to usurp the Emperor. An unfounded fear if you ask Yuuri himself for he never wanted any of the things given to him. Money and power for him is nothing compared to the peace, safety and prosperity of his people. For that reason alone General Katsuki Yuuri would gladly endure insurmountable hardships, be it torture or humiliation.
Yuuri sighed deeply and took out his skates(3) from the pact beside him and put them on. He stood up on the frozen lake and started to dance to the silent tune within his head. Only thru skating aside from playing his jade flute was he able to release his anxiety and pent up frustrations. It is during this times he was able to somewhat forget all the worries and responsibilities that is now his bear. It is during these times he was able to be just himself just Yuuri Katsuki never the revered and fear War General of the North.
Unbeknownst to him that just across the frozen lake there was another person standing just by the edge of the forest silently observing him.
tbc...
1. Wa - old Chinese name for Japan
2. Ru - taken from the name Rus which is the old name for Russia. I just remove the "S" since I think it would be more fitting for the stories ancient imperial chinese theme. hehehe
3. I know skating was not widely known before in ancient times. But wikipedia said that it has been there since 200 A.D. in Scandinavia. Besides this is my story so what the heck. lol
A/N: Anyway, another fic after a long hiatus but don't worry I am still going to continue my other fics so please stay tuned.