Xiaochen Pov
My name is Peixes Tac Tung Xiaochen. Across the decades of service, my unbeatable power has granted me other illustrious titles. The Saint of War, Dragon Slayer, the prettiest woman in Nox, and most alluded of all the King's Right Arm, all titles that have shaken fear in the hearts of many men. But, when it comes to death, I've never even once considered it if it meant the safety of The King.
So why am I so scared to walk out of my room on Gaia's green earth? Why haven't I got even a wink of sleep since last night? And why is it that every time I think about Dae- I mean the Jade Emperor my mouth gets dry, my face turns red, and my body gets clammy? Either way, whatever the reason, I can't bear to escape my room.
It's probably even better this way. I mean, I'm sure someone as great as The King can bear without the presence of my presence for one day, right? As soon as I finished that thought, a soft knocking was on my door. Sheepishly I tried to ignore it until I heard the female voice that came with it.
"Um, Ms. Xiaochen, this is Peach. Are you feeling okay?" she said earnestly.
Instantly I recognized the voice. I would often help teach Kyoshin Karate on the weekends and give sermons to lower-ranked Nox members. In particular, I had taken quite a liking to Peach, who has massive potential for possibly infiltrating the World Government in the future. Combine that with her dedication, and I've taken quite a liking to her. So in a friendly tone, I simply state.
"I'm fine, Peach. Just feeling a little sick is all," I say with faux joy.
"Well, if that is the case, then you are in luck. I've got some great steamed egg here. I'm not hungry right now, so I'll let you have it's, guaranteed to make you feel better," she said with infectious positivity.
That offer was pretty much enough to convince me, stringing together my scattered thoughts together and rebooting. Last night was nothing but an insignificant fluke. I'm still just the beautiful blonde bombshell Bishop of the Jade Emperor.
The same man I've served since the day he saved me from death by stoning. My role hasn't changed in decades, so why would it now? My usual demeanor returned to greet my darling apostle with my established and realigned role.
"Coming Peach, just give me a couple of minutes to freshen up," I said excitedly.
I've always been an expert when it comes to looking your best, so much so I can pretty much get ready in no time at all. But, at speeds nearing subliminal, my room got stretched to the limits of its durability on my one-woman rampage. First, using the precision of an expert surgeon, I picked the optimal pieces out of hundreds of expensive makeup kits. Then, through sheer speed, my hands almost caught fire, applying the proper eyeliner, lipstick mascara, and so much more.
Without even looking at a mirror to give my sexy self a sweet kiss, I accounted for the terrible bags and crust in the eyes. A final flick of the wrist was all I needed to equip my classic Nox suit, which was all I needed to walk out feeling on top of the world. But, unfortunately, my confidence went from one hundred to zero in seconds. Because as soon as I opened my door, I got greeted by a smiling Peach behind an interested Jade Emperor. Continuing her earlier string of sentences, Peach fully finished her earlier statement.
"Especially after you get a heaping helping of healing from the Jade Emperor," she said with the biggest grin in the world.
Any other words that came from her mouth fell on deaf ears. Since all it took was one look from the King to have my earlier embarrassment. Next thing I know, I'm starting the morning off with a thousand one hundred and eleven dash away from the King.