57: The Tournament Arrival

The Su clan's traveling party arrived at the royal city of Beicang on the morning of the fifth day of the fifth month of the spring — three days before the Tournament's opening ceremony.

It was a larger party than Su Yan had traveled with on his earlier visit. The patriarch attended. Su Hong attended. Cousin Su Lin attended in the formal capacity of *household clerk-of-correspondence*. Aluan attended in the formal capacity of *senior personal serving-girl*. Linglong attended in the formal capacity of *young clan guest*, with Old Cousin Su Wenli as her chaperone. Master Mu, by his own preceding preference, did not attend the formal traveling party but had — by the small private courier line — taken a separate small careful unhurried lodging in the royal city's lower district two weeks ago, where he would, by Su Yan's preceding arrangement, conduct any small careful preceding training the Tournament's intervals required. Hua Lin and three of his recruits, by the same preceding arrangement, had taken separate lodgings as the small careful unhurried preceding combat-line backup that the kingdom of Beicang's standing arrangements would, by their preceding habit, expect a Heaven Spirit Root cultivator's careful preceding bookkeeping to maintain.

The Su clan's noble-district embassy received them. The arrangements — by Cousin Su Lin's careful preceding paperwork — were, by every careful preceding small private detail, *prepared*.

Su Yan took the small private second-floor room he had taken nine months ago.

Linglong took the room two doors down, with the small careful unhurried adjacent door arrangement Cousin Su Lin had calibrated for the comfort of a young clan guest who preferred to be reachable by her senior cousin without having to leave her own corridor.

Aluan took the small servant's room beside Linglong's.

Cousin Su Lin took the embassy's small clerk's room on the third floor.

The patriarch took the senior elder's chamber. Su Hong took the second elder's.

By the second hour past noon of the day of arrival, the small careful preceding logistics had — by Cousin Su Lin's preceding work — *settled*.

By the third hour past noon, the careful preceding diplomatic visits had begun.

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Princess Cang Xueyi sent the first.

It was a small folded slip of pale-blue palace stationery, sealed with the small private violet wax that had — by the careful preceding bookkeeping of the past nine months — become, by the small precise unhurried calibration of two columns, *familiar*.

The slip read: *Su Yan. The kingdom's preceding standing arrangement permits — by my own preceding interpretation of the careful preceding hours — one small private meal at my writing room before the Tournament. Tomorrow, the third hour past noon. The chief lady-in-waiting will receive you at the southern gate. — C.*

Su Yan read it.

He inclined his head.

He inked the brush. He wrote, on a clean half-sheet of plain rice paper:

> *Cang Xueyi. The arrangement is acceptable. I will be at the southern gate at the second hour past noon, by the unmarked courier line. — Su Yan.*

He sent it.

By the third hour past noon of the next day, he was — by the small careful preceding hour of one private meal at one small writing room in the third floor of the Inner Court's eastern wing of the royal palace of Beicang — drinking the careful preceding first cup of *winter rose-bud* tea that Princess Cang Xueyi had, by the small careful unhurried preceding preference of nine months of correspondence, set in front of him.

The fourth meal was — by both their preceding preferences — *different* from the first three.

It was different because, by the careful preceding small private bookkeeping of nine months of bi-weekly letters and three earlier meals, the careful preceding column-keeping had — by the small precise hour of the careful preceding fourth meal — *closed* into the small careful preceding shape that neither of them had, in the preceding nine months, been willing to write down.

They drank the first cup. They poured the second. They drank the second.

At the start of the third cup, Princess Cang Xueyi — by the careful preceding small private preference she had decided on three days ago in this small writing room while drafting the preceding invitation — laid, on the small writing table between them, a single small folded sheet of pale-blue palace stationery.

She did not open it.

She slid it across the table.

"Su Yan." Her voice was small but steady. "I have, by the careful preceding small private bookkeeping of my own column-keeping, written — at last — the careful preceding small private name on the column. I am offering it to you, by my own preceding preference, on the careful preceding small private mutual courtesy of nine months of two columns becoming one. You may, by your own preceding preference, *accept* the name, *propose a different name*, or *politely refuse*. I will, by my own preceding preference, accept any of the three answers. I will not press."

Su Yan looked at the small folded sheet.

He looked at her.

He inhaled, slowly.

He picked up the sheet.

He unfolded it.

It read, in her own careful private hand, in the small precise unhurried calligraphy of a princess of Beicang who had — by nine months of careful preceding work — decided on the careful preceding small private name:

*Beloved.*

Su Yan held the sheet in his hand for the count of perhaps ten breaths.

He did not, in his face, allow any movement.

He inhaled. He let the inhalation finish.

He picked up his mother's writing brush — which he had, by his own preceding preference, brought to the meal in his sleeve — and inked it, very carefully, from the small clay ink-pot at the corner of her writing table.

He laid the brush, very gently, on the sheet.

He wrote — beneath her careful preceding name, in his own careful private hand — *one small precise unhurried character*:

*Accepted.*

Beneath that, in the small careful unhurried small private hand of his own column-keeping:

*By my own preceding preference also.*

He set the brush down.

He folded the sheet — exactly as she had folded it — and slid it back across the table.

She did not, when she received it, look at it immediately.

She held it for a count of three breaths.

Then she looked.

She read the *Accepted* and the *By my own preceding preference also*.

She inhaled, very small.

For one careful preceding breath only — by the small precise unhurried calibration of a princess who had spent twenty-one years not allowing her face to register what her thread was registering — *her face moved*.

The movement was small. It was the small precise unhurried preceding *softening* of the corner of her mouth. It was — by the careful read of any senior cultivator who had been watching — *the smile of a young woman who had, in the careful preceding small private hour of one fourth meal at her own writing table, received the careful preceding small private answer she had been hoping the young clansman opposite her would, by his own preceding preference, give her*.

She inclined her head — small, formal.

"Su Yan."

"Cang Xueyi."

She picked up her cup.

He picked up his.

They drank — in the same small precise unhurried beat, the careful preceding third cup of one small private meal at her own writing table, on the afternoon of the second day before the Royal Tournament of the fifth moon of the spring — together.

They did not, by their preceding mutual preference, exchange any further word about the small folded sheet for the rest of the meal.

They did, however, by the careful preceding small private preference of two young people who had — by the small precise hour of one fourth meal — *become* the small careful preceding mutual *Beloveds* of each other's column-keeping, exchange — at the meal's careful preceding closing — one small precise unhurried preceding *bow* of a depth that had not, in the preceding three meals, been calibrated.

The bow was — by the careful preceding small private mutual courtesy — *deeper than the bow of two friends*.

It was not yet — by the careful preceding small private mutual preference — the *bow of two betrothed*.

It was, by the small precise unhurried calibration of two columns having become one, *the bow they had, by their preceding mutual preference, decided to use for the careful preceding hour of the next eighteen months and twenty days*.

When Su Yan returned to the Su clan's noble-district embassy at the seventh hour past noon, he climbed the embassy's stairs at his unhurried pace, slid the lattice of his second-floor room closed, sat down at the small writing-table by the window, and added — to the small private chart of the Voiceless Inheritance in the false bottom of the writing-table — a single small careful unhurried preceding entry on the *third layer*:

*Cang Xueyi. Beloved. By her preceding preference and by mine. The fourth meal closed the column. Eighteen months and twenty days, then formal arrangement to be made.*

He let the brushstrokes dry. He hid the chart.

In his chest, the ember pulsed — gentle, twice, and once *sharper* — and the dry voice, very quietly, said: *Your mother would, by her own preceding preference, *also* have been very glad.*

Su Yan inclined his head, in the careful preceding lantern-light of the second-floor room of the Su clan's noble-district embassy, in the direction of the ember.

The Tournament's opening ceremony was, by the careful preceding standing arrangement of the kingdom of Beicang, *thirty-six hours* away.