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Authors: Kylie Chan
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so nobody could see them.
The guard at the Jade Emperor’s right hand was theSecond Heavenly General, Er Lang. He was in True Form: a massive three-metre-high young human wearing pale green and gold armour and a war helmet. He had three eyes; his third eye was open and appeared as a lashless eye in the centre of his forehead. He held a halberd as big as those of the door gods. A black dog stood at his side, watching with disdain as we approached.
We fell to our knees at the base of the dais and touched our foreheads to the floor. ‘ Wen sui, wen sui, wen wen sui ,’ we said. I nearly grimaced; imagine wishing an Immortal ten thousand times ten thousand years of life.
We waited for the Jade Emperor to tell us to rise. He didn’t.
We waited with our foreheads on the floor, not looking at him, but still he didn’t say a word. All I needed: a power game.
‘Rise,’ the Jade Emperor finally said after an uncomfortable couple of minutes, and both Simone and I pulled ourselves to our feet.
‘You are ordered to take True Form in the presence of the Jade Emperor,’ Er Lang said loudly.
Neither Simone nor I said anything or moved.
‘Take True Form!’ Er Lang shouted.
‘These are our True Forms,’ I said.
‘Simone—’ Bai Hu began.
‘Shut up, Bai Hu,’ Simone said.
There was the very faintest rustle of movement through the hall. Nobody said a word, but they were restless and their slight movements made the silk of their robes hiss.
The Jade Emperor’s face didn’t shift from its expressionless mask. ‘Lady Emma Donahoe.’
I saluted him, bowing slightly. ‘Celestial Majesty.’
‘You claim that the form I see here is your True Form?’
‘That I do, Celestial Majesty.’
‘Princess Simone,’ the Emperor said.
Simone saluted. ‘Celestial Majesty.’
‘You too?’
She bowed slightly and saluted again. ‘Celestial Majesty.’
The silk rustle in the hall became slightly louder, then faded again.
‘Er Lang,’ the Jade Emperor said.
‘Lady Emma Donahoe is ordered to take True Form,’ Er Lang said without looking at me.
‘As the Celestial Majesty wishes,’ I said, and didn’t change. I just stood quietly at the base of the dais.
‘This is not your True Form!’ Er Lang shouted.
‘This is the way I was born. This is the way I wish to be perceived. This is the true me,’ I said. ‘This is my True Form. Any other form I could take would not be me.’
The rustling became louder and a series of hushed whispers rippled through the hall then quickly settled to silence.
‘Er Lang,’ the Jade Emperor said again.
‘Princess Simone, daughter of Xuan Tian Shang Di, is ordered to take Celestial Form,’ Er Lang said.
Simone hesitated.
‘Do it, dear,’ the Jade Emperor said. ‘You have a Celestial Form. You have been ordered. Do it.’
Simone made a short, clipped whimpering sound and changed. She gathered all of the darkness in the hall and wrapped it around her, completely hiding herself from view. The darkness grew and became more massive. A spreading, seeping cold emanated from her and the air around her filled with ice. The darkness exploded out from her in a silent eruption and dissipated. Her Celestial Form became visible.
The voices in the hall erupted to a roar, then quickly faded.
Her livery was deep blue, almost black, and shining gold. She was nearly four metres tall, and her golden-brown hair swept around her, so long it lay on the floor. Much of it floated in a breeze that wasn’t there. Her skin shone translucent in the light; a delicate honey brown. Her enormous golden eyes glowed with wisdom far beyond her years. She appeared to be about twenty-five years old. Her deep blue robes flowed around her, decorated with a thousand tiny pinpoints of golden light, like stars. She was breathtakingly beautiful, more like a force of nature than a young woman.
‘Can you call Seven Stars, Simone?’ the Jade Emperor said.
Simone held out one slim arm and the sword appeared
The guard at the Jade Emperor’s right hand was theSecond Heavenly General, Er Lang. He was in True Form: a massive three-metre-high young human wearing pale green and gold armour and a war helmet. He had three eyes; his third eye was open and appeared as a lashless eye in the centre of his forehead. He held a halberd as big as those of the door gods. A black dog stood at his side, watching with disdain as we approached.
We fell to our knees at the base of the dais and touched our foreheads to the floor. ‘ Wen sui, wen sui, wen wen sui ,’ we said. I nearly grimaced; imagine wishing an Immortal ten thousand times ten thousand years of life.
We waited for the Jade Emperor to tell us to rise. He didn’t.
We waited with our foreheads on the floor, not looking at him, but still he didn’t say a word. All I needed: a power game.
‘Rise,’ the Jade Emperor finally said after an uncomfortable couple of minutes, and both Simone and I pulled ourselves to our feet.
‘You are ordered to take True Form in the presence of the Jade Emperor,’ Er Lang said loudly.
Neither Simone nor I said anything or moved.
‘Take True Form!’ Er Lang shouted.
‘These are our True Forms,’ I said.
‘Simone—’ Bai Hu began.
‘Shut up, Bai Hu,’ Simone said.
There was the very faintest rustle of movement through the hall. Nobody said a word, but they were restless and their slight movements made the silk of their robes hiss.
The Jade Emperor’s face didn’t shift from its expressionless mask. ‘Lady Emma Donahoe.’
I saluted him, bowing slightly. ‘Celestial Majesty.’
‘You claim that the form I see here is your True Form?’
‘That I do, Celestial Majesty.’
‘Princess Simone,’ the Emperor said.
Simone saluted. ‘Celestial Majesty.’
‘You too?’
She bowed slightly and saluted again. ‘Celestial Majesty.’
The silk rustle in the hall became slightly louder, then faded again.
‘Er Lang,’ the Jade Emperor said.
‘Lady Emma Donahoe is ordered to take True Form,’ Er Lang said without looking at me.
‘As the Celestial Majesty wishes,’ I said, and didn’t change. I just stood quietly at the base of the dais.
‘This is not your True Form!’ Er Lang shouted.
‘This is the way I was born. This is the way I wish to be perceived. This is the true me,’ I said. ‘This is my True Form. Any other form I could take would not be me.’
The rustling became louder and a series of hushed whispers rippled through the hall then quickly settled to silence.
‘Er Lang,’ the Jade Emperor said again.
‘Princess Simone, daughter of Xuan Tian Shang Di, is ordered to take Celestial Form,’ Er Lang said.
Simone hesitated.
‘Do it, dear,’ the Jade Emperor said. ‘You have a Celestial Form. You have been ordered. Do it.’
Simone made a short, clipped whimpering sound and changed. She gathered all of the darkness in the hall and wrapped it around her, completely hiding herself from view. The darkness grew and became more massive. A spreading, seeping cold emanated from her and the air around her filled with ice. The darkness exploded out from her in a silent eruption and dissipated. Her Celestial Form became visible.
The voices in the hall erupted to a roar, then quickly faded.
Her livery was deep blue, almost black, and shining gold. She was nearly four metres tall, and her golden-brown hair swept around her, so long it lay on the floor. Much of it floated in a breeze that wasn’t there. Her skin shone translucent in the light; a delicate honey brown. Her enormous golden eyes glowed with wisdom far beyond her years. She appeared to be about twenty-five years old. Her deep blue robes flowed around her, decorated with a thousand tiny pinpoints of golden light, like stars. She was breathtakingly beautiful, more like a force of nature than a young woman.
‘Can you call Seven Stars, Simone?’ the Jade Emperor said.
Simone held out one slim arm and the sword appeared
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