11:59. Yuuri arrived at the gates, slightly out of breath and more than a little nervous. He didn't have anything to wear other than his uniform, but that had been good enough for the residents of Shin Makoku, so there was no reason it wouldn't work here. He was escorted in quickly by himself (they certainly weren't going to allow Wolfram in with him) and tried to memorize the walk in, just in case he needed to find the way out.
He eventually was led to the courtyard and left alone. Yuuri didn't see any of the other people who had been listed on the announcement and wondered if he'd have to go through the whole thing by himself.
He gave a little wave to the woman working in the garden and waited, hoping the Chancellor wasn't as intimidating as his journal entries made him sound.
"Is something the matter, sir?" the woman commented as she moved towards the young man; she was easily twice his age, but her tone was definitely polite and not demeaning in the slightest.
She left her hands at the sides of her body as she smiled at him again. "You seem awfully nervous..." She indicated the bench on her right and his left, "Would you care to take a seat? I find that can help me relax."
"The chancellor said your meetings are to be held individually, are they not? Therefore any of your companions will not be joining you." She tried putting a hand on his shoulder, for a little bit of reassurance. "You are also no bother at all to me. You may call me Ashire."
"Right, right," Yuuri said, laughing. "I guess that I was expecting a waiting room or something."
He didn't mind at all when she touched him, and actually preferred it to people who ignored him. "Ashire-san, do you live here? You look like you really love working with the gardens."
"In the palace?" She chuckled. "No, I do not live here. I simply find places like this better than waiting rooms for meeting people with regards to important business."
She put her hands back in her lap and smiled at him, waiting for it to sink in.
'Meeting people? Important business. Could she be...?'
Yuuri nearly fell over. "Y-you're the Chancellor! I'm so sorry, Chancellor-san, please! You should be sitting, not me!" He jumped up right away, bowing to her.
So it had been another test. Had he already failed? Was she going to kick him out for not recognizing her?
"My name is Chancellor Ashire Mihamocha Nachitah," she replied sharply as she took a seat. "Not Chancellor San. No apology is necessary as this had been my intention all along to see what sort of person you were when not trying to impress a person of any importance."
She sent a cool gaze his way. "I see now that you are extremely personable and yet flustered by official business. That does not bode well for you, you understand."
"I'm sorry," he said, bowing again and noticing her attitude had cooled towards him distinctly. 'Oh no, I'm screwing the whole thing up. What do I do?'
He was still standing as she sat on the bench. "If it offends you, I won't use it again, I promise. It's just an honorific, but I know some people don't like that..."
He shook his head, clearing his throat. "Never mind. I understand why you did that. I haven't been doing this my whole life like a lot of people, but I really am learning fast." He put a hand on the back of his head. "I guess that being separated from everyone is more difficult than I thought."
Yuuri then realized by the look on her face that he was babbling once again and tried again. "I only hoped to speak with the Queen because it felt like we had a lot in common, being young rulers. I understand if this mistake means I'm not suited for the council, but I just want to talk to her, just once!"
"Only want to talk to her?" The Chancellor demanded, standing to stare down at the boy. "Is that the only reason you want to be on the council? That is precisely what the other man who called me Chancellor San said as well! Not to mention the childish woman who thought this was some tea party and the strangely charming man that the Queen seems to favor so much."
She crossed her arms. "So if all you can think about is your own desire to see the Queen and not the actual purpose of the Council itself, then I have no reason to allow you a spot on it. Now tell me..." she smirked. "Why should I choose you instead of any of the other twelve people desiring a position on the Council when at least one, perhaps two or three, of them are even younger than you and are at least as eloquent?"
"No, that's not it, honest!" Yuuri waved his hands in front of himself, panic making his chest tighten. "I don't think this is a joke or a tea party or anything. I know that you're going to war and I know this is serious.
"It may be a selfish desire," he said, glancing down at the ground. "But what I really want, more than anything, is peace. I've seen so much bloodshed and senseless death since I've been here, and I want it to stop. If the Queen sends armies out, there will be more people dying. But I know that if we stand by and do nothing, the Jaguar King will send his people and kill more. There has to be something we can do to spare lives.
"If I'm on the Council," he finished, realizing that the nervousness had momentarily given way to a bit of bravado. "If I'm on the Council, I want to help in any way I can. I've organized people before, I can motivate. I prefer diplomacy, but I'm willing to work with her towards a solution to end all of this."
At that, he finally allowed himself to take a deep breath.
"You can 'motivate people', you say? It was not until just now, when you were faced with the possibility of failing your interview that you suddenly became serious about the matter. If it takes such efforts to motivate you, how do you plan on motiving others?" She demanded, pointing at him as she said 'you'.
Smirking, she continued, "You seem unable to realize that there are plenty others who wish no bloodshed to continue and they, like you, are little more than children. Yet, somehow, they do not flinch at important tasks but rather rise to meet challenges. If you really want to be on the Council..." She turned slightly away and crossed her arms again. "Prove your maturity to me, not your sentiments."
'My maturity?' Yuuri frowned at that, mind racing. 'Yeah, that's how I should have been acting all along. If I say that I'm taking it seriously, I need to prove it!
'After all, if I don't make this, Wolfram will be right. I really would be a wimp!'"Right," he said, nodding his head and clearing his throat. His words were chosen as carefully as possible. "Ever since I arrived here, I've been serious about making a difference. I hate feeling so helpless, when those around me suffer. Normally, there are others by my side to help me make decisions, but there has to be a time when I do things on my own and act independently
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"Master Shibuya..." she drawled with an exasperated tone. "You do realize that such long-winded speeches are not likely to be tolerated in a Council meeting where military men and pacifists alike will desire a voice in a concentrated block of time seated before Her Majesty."
"It is lucky for you that this is only an interview." She extended her hand as if to shake. "You may yet see that spot on the Council, but it will of course depend on how the others do. For now, our time is at an end and Baelim over there..." She beckoned to the Guard in question before continuing, "Baelim will see you out of the castle."
At first, Yuuri had internally cringed, hearing what sounded like obvious disapproval. Then, it looked like she had reconsidered. He shook her hand as it was offered, trying to give her his best smile.
"Well, you did ask for proof," he said sheepishly, and then bowed to her once more before the guard led him back to the gates.
He eventually was led to the courtyard and left alone. Yuuri didn't see any of the other people who had been listed on the announcement and wondered if he'd have to go through the whole thing by himself.
He gave a little wave to the woman working in the garden and waited, hoping the Chancellor wasn't as intimidating as his journal entries made him sound.
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She left her hands at the sides of her body as she smiled at him again. "You seem awfully nervous..." She indicated the bench on her right and his left, "Would you care to take a seat? I find that can help me relax."
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After looking around once more at the courtyard, he turned back to the woman. "My name is Shibuya Yuuri by the way, sorry to bother you."
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He didn't mind at all when she touched him, and actually preferred it to people who ignored him. "Ashire-san, do you live here? You look like you really love working with the gardens."
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She put her hands back in her lap and smiled at him, waiting for it to sink in.
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Yuuri nearly fell over. "Y-you're the Chancellor! I'm so sorry, Chancellor-san, please! You should be sitting, not me!" He jumped up right away, bowing to her.
So it had been another test. Had he already failed? Was she going to kick him out for not recognizing her?
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She sent a cool gaze his way. "I see now that you are extremely personable and yet flustered by official business. That does not bode well for you, you understand."
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He was still standing as she sat on the bench. "If it offends you, I won't use it again, I promise. It's just an honorific, but I know some people don't like that..."
He shook his head, clearing his throat. "Never mind. I understand why you did that. I haven't been doing this my whole life like a lot of people, but I really am learning fast." He put a hand on the back of his head. "I guess that being separated from everyone is more difficult than I thought."
Yuuri then realized by the look on her face that he was babbling once again and tried again. "I only hoped to speak with the Queen because it felt like we had a lot in common, being young rulers. I understand if this mistake means I'm not suited for the council, but I just want to talk to her, just once!"
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She crossed her arms. "So if all you can think about is your own desire to see the Queen and not the actual purpose of the Council itself, then I have no reason to allow you a spot on it. Now tell me..." she smirked. "Why should I choose you instead of any of the other twelve people desiring a position on the Council when at least one, perhaps two or three, of them are even younger than you and are at least as eloquent?"
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"It may be a selfish desire," he said, glancing down at the ground. "But what I really want, more than anything, is peace. I've seen so much bloodshed and senseless death since I've been here, and I want it to stop. If the Queen sends armies out, there will be more people dying. But I know that if we stand by and do nothing, the Jaguar King will send his people and kill more. There has to be something we can do to spare lives.
"If I'm on the Council," he finished, realizing that the nervousness had momentarily given way to a bit of bravado. "If I'm on the Council, I want to help in any way I can. I've organized people before, I can motivate. I prefer diplomacy, but I'm willing to work with her towards a solution to end all of this."
At that, he finally allowed himself to take a deep breath.
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Smirking, she continued, "You seem unable to realize that there are plenty others who wish no bloodshed to continue and they, like you, are little more than children. Yet, somehow, they do not flinch at important tasks but rather rise to meet challenges. If you really want to be on the Council..." She turned slightly away and crossed her arms again. "Prove your maturity to me, not your sentiments."
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'After all, if I don't make this, Wolfram will be right. I really would be a wimp!'"Right," he said, nodding his head and clearing his throat. His words were chosen as carefully as possible. "Ever since I arrived here, I've been serious about making a difference. I hate feeling so helpless, when those around me suffer. Normally, there are others by my side to help me make decisions, but there has to be a time when I do things on my own and act independently ( ... )
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"It is lucky for you that this is only an interview." She extended her hand as if to shake. "You may yet see that spot on the Council, but it will of course depend on how the others do. For now, our time is at an end and Baelim over there..." She beckoned to the Guard in question before continuing, "Baelim will see you out of the castle."
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"Well, you did ask for proof," he said sheepishly, and then bowed to her once more before the guard led him back to the gates.
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