Tang San's Twin Sister-Chapter 201

They had agreed on this meeting for years; how dare he be late?

About a minute of shouting her frustrations later, she turned to Tang Yuehua and smiled. "It seems my brother will be late...and so will my father." She then said. "Or rather, with him, I have no idea."

"I see." She said her smile was a bit less perfect than it had been before. It would be even more amusing if Yin deciphered it correctly. "You must have a good relationship with your brother."

"Mhh. San and I were basically glued together as kids. We pulled quite a few stunts. People always said I was at fault for dragging him into the most rowdy, but my brother came up with the wildest ones, I swear." She said, and Yuehua started laughing unabashedly and unhidden.

"It's always like that, the calm ones come up with the craziest Ideas." She said. "It was not that different with my older brothers and me."

"Exactly." She nodded and then sighed. "I don't assume you know a good inn. While I cannot wait forever, I want to see if he arrives in the next couple of weeks. Or at least I hope so." She said, blinking. "Preferably before we turn eighteen. We wanted to celebrate that birthday together."

"Now, I am almost feeling hurt. There is no need for you to go to any inn. I own the moon pavilion; you can stay with me as long as you want to."

"Nepotism, eh?"

"On occasion, it does not always hurt." She said and then led them ahead. "Since you will be staying for a while, you two can also attend our lessons if you want to."

"Mhh, I think I'll take you up on that offer, Jiang. I don't know." She looked at him, and he shook his head. "He won't take you up on it. You are one of the best court etiquette schools and art schools around, but you only take 100 people a year, and it is the middle of the school year. Are you sure it is fine?" She asked her, and Yuehua nodded.

"Yes. We occasionally have exchange students from different sects; it is uncommon, but not rare enough to raise eyebrows. If I say you are from Clear Sky, it will not make anyone wonder."

"We are not Clear Sky." Jiang pointed out.

Tang Yuehua blinked when Yin nodded. "He is right." She said. "We are not Clear Sky Sect, and frankly, neither do I, who technically could myself a member due do my origins, wish to ever be. I am Tang Sect, and that is my home. I don't want to lie about my home."

"Oh, I see." She said and nodded. "I can understand I. The face of all that happened, too."

"Thank you."

"Tang Sect...It must be a small Sect, no?" She said with a mild smile. "But if they took in my brother and you two, they will always be welcome. I am happy if my brother found a new place to call home."

"My father is not part of it," Yin explained. "My brother and I founded Tang Sect. We are still small, but we have all we need to really get going eventually. For now, it's just us and a few friends, but it makes it a Clan nevertheless."

Tang Yuehua leaned with her eyes wide. "Now I am curious about its members." She said, and Tang Yin laughed, hugging Jiang from the side. "Now, for starters, there is Jiang." She said. "My brother and I, a friend of ours called Ning Feng and Xiao Wu, Sans sweetheart."

"That sounds amazing. You know, I think all Sects start this way. The good ones do." A smile on her lips. "A gathering of friends deciding their own path in life. I couldn't be prouder. I would be very honoured to be considered a friend of the Tang Sect."

"You are our Aunt and seem to be nice enough so..." Yin said. "...there is no reason you can't be a friend."

"I will do my best then." She said with a sweet smile on her face. "Meanwhile, let me show you two around. If there is anything you need, don't hesitate to ask me."

"I will be holding you to that." Yin grinned, and Tang Yuehua smiled again before she did indeed show them around. Ballrooms, Music Rooms, Instruments, classrooms, and studios. It was a complex and fascinating structure, considering its vastness in such a small space.

"The dorms are over there. The boys to the right, the girls to the left." She pointed them out. "I sent a message to each that you will be coming. We have single rooms only, but since most students have permanent residences outside, we have plenty of space."

"Thank you."

"Don't." She sounded almost sad saying so. "To me, your father, your brother and you, have always been family, that never changed, no matter what."

Yin was a bit surprised by those words and once again wondered how her father could have become so consumed by his sorrow that he had forgotten all the people around him who mattered. Everything that mattered to him and the people he had mattered to so much.

"Thank you." She said, and Yuehua smiled as she looked at them with a slightly distant look, as if she was not quite in the presence she was supposed to be before ripping herself back to the present, to the here and now.

"I think it is high time you two get some rest." She said her voice was still distant. Yin said goodbye as she took Jiang's hand and they went to the dorms. Unsurprisingly, the dorms were heading down different paths. With a squeeze of his hand, Jiang parted with her as she headed down the path to the left to the dorm.

Looking out to the left, she stared at the sprawling gardens, the dorms opening up a wide view to them. She stopped there, and for a moment, her memories flashed back. To the village, when they had been foraging in the forests for food, their biggest worries had been whether their small terraced gardens would provide them with enough vegetables and food, and if the chickens in the backyard were doing well.

Now she stood in one of the world's most prestigious institutions for royal etiquette, in clothes she could never afford, with a boyfriend not human and mused about the past.

Who would have thought? She got up and walked to the dorm. The dorm mother, an elderly but elegant woman, greeted her with impeccable politeness as she walked up the stairs and entered her new room. A spacious suite that opened up with a window to the gardens. She settled down and threw her duffel bag on the chair before getting out of her boots and ending up staring out of the window, watching the people go about their business below, closing her eyes.

The painful reminder of her exams is in the back of her mind.