Chang saw the old man walking beside Jian and instantly jumped up from her seat, pointing her finger at him.
"It's you!!"
"Don't point at people, that's rude." Li Hua calmly but firmly pulled Chang's finger away from it target, as soon as it extended.
"You don't understand this guy was really weird with me just a minute ago." Holding her other hand out wide, Chang stared at her mother.
Hearing her words, Jian instantly looked at the old man beside him giving him a sharp look, before looking back at Chang.
"What do you mean by he was weird with you?" The man next to Jian began to laugh loudly after hearing Jian question her, the clear sound echoed throughout the small room.
"My you have quite the temper young lady, you might even have given my daughter a good run for her money."
Chang felt like a deflated balloon hearing him laughing at her actions.
"I merely meant to tease you a little, I did not think that you would rush off in a huff so quickly. You will forever be at my grandson's mercy if you are always so easily swayed with your emotions."
Chang blushed in shame, hearing his words before it processed the key word, 'grandson.'
"Wait, grandson?" Incredulous Chang looked at the two seeing the resemblance as it sank in, before looking at her feet, wishing a hole would immediately open up in the ground.
"Mm." Jian nodded and answered her. "Chang this is my grandfather, Hakim al-Hassan. Jid1 this is my lovely wife Chang Dumont."
Calm faced the older man walked forward and took Chang's hand that had been falling and placed a light ticklish peck on the back of it.
"Charmed." Smiling Hakim spoke in his gravelly accented voice, his eyes twinkling as he looked up at her. His whole demeanor was completely from when she had just met him a few minutes before, looking as if he was intentionally charming her. When he looked at her like that, Chang realized just how much Jian had taken after his grandfather.
Blushing Chang looked away, completely embarrassed with herself. 'Me and big mouth, I can't believe I fingered at Jian's grandpa to "shove it. How could I not tell who he was at all."
Liang Jian Amal scowled seeing his Jid actively trying to seduce his woman in front of his eyes and took her hand from him. Liang Jian Amal wrapped Chang in his arms protectively and stared hawkishly down at his Jid. He shook his head very slightly at the old man warning him not to do that again.
Hakim Al-hassan scowled up at his hafid2, there was no reason for him to act so possessivly, they were family! After all his taste would lie more in the graceful beauty seated at the table wearing the light lilac qipao.
Li Hua commented innocently from the side to Hao Jin Ying watching Jian's actions.
"Oh my, is it just me, or is it starting to stink like vinegar in here?"
Hao Jin Ying was unable to respond to this, but Chang understood exactly what her mother meant and giggled nestling in Jian's arms, her face pressed against his chest.
The big man sighed and looked down, his pertubance gone instantly. Releasing her slightly so that he could see her face clearly, Jian smiled at her
"Did you sleep well?"
Chang nodded her head enthusiastically, practically bursting with energy after all the sleeping she had done as of late. Placing her hands on his forearms, she answered enthusiastically nodding her head.
"Yeah, I did, it's so beautiful here, it's almost unreal, the room I'm in is absolutely magnificent. Oh and the gardens! How can this place exist!"
Liang Jian Amal found himself grinning at her shining face.
"I am glad that you love it so far, this is only the tip though. There is much more for me to show you. Today I planned to take you around the palace grounds and into the capital city Muzdahir."
"Sweet, I'm ready, let's go! Mom, are you coming with us?"
"Hold on a moment, would you like to clean yourself and change out of what you were wearing yesterday first?" Chang had already turned away ready to go, even though she did not know where they would be going. Bemused Liang Jian Amal caught her arm, stopping her.
Chang was so excited that she had not think about initially, but the idea appealed to her greatly as soon as he said it.
"Actually yes, but I dont have anything to change into, besides the bag of pajamas."
"Already taken care of, I will show you where. It will be just me and you today, your mother expressed a wish to explore the gardens with my Jid."
"Oh, OK. Next time then!" Chang kissed her mom on the cheek and gave a hug goodbye to Hao Jin Ying. As she passed by Hakim she wondered how she should say goodbye, he was technically her grandfather now and a handshake seemed a bit too formal, but a wave or a hug didn't seem quite appropriate either.
Chang eventually came to a decision. Giving him a kiss on the cheek, she addressed him as Jian did.
"Bye bye Jid!"
Chang rushed off to the direction of the bedroom where she came from, figuring that would be where stuff would be.
Liang Jian Amal's face darkened seeing her kissing his Jid on the cheek but remained silent seeing the blissful expression on the older man's face.
He snorted through his nose, he would just let today slip. He moved past him and hurriedly caught up to his wife. Taking her hand he lead her out of the open air central area, and through the large antechamber, to the private resting area of what had been Amira's wing of the palace.
1Jid- Arabic for grandfather, or grandad
2Hafid- Arabic for grandson
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Chang let Jian lead her back through the beautiful tiled room with the vaulted ceilings and pillars, and back into the brightly lit room in which she first woke in.
Liang Jian Amal looked in the room that had once been his mother's favorite, straight ahead lay the garden she had loved. Closer to the intricate relief than the center of the room was the bed, cut as a niche into the wall; where he had placed Chang early this morning. Looking over he saw the covers were still disturbed from her leaving.
Looking to the door on the right he saw that it was open, and that she had already found the restroom. Liang Jian Amal looked to the other side but found that she had not found the doorway on the opposite wall. There was only a faint shadow showing that it was there though, if you weren't looking for it, you wouldn't find it along the expansive smooth white wall with the blush of blue from overhead.
He reached out and smoothly pushed open the door to what was once Amira's sleeping and dressing quarters. Though he had been told by his grandfather that she had generally only used the one that he had laid Chang to rest on, that she had loved to be near to her garden as she slept.
The first room was a sitting room with a chandelier and several skylights that lit up the room brightly. It was opulently furnished, on the ground lay a large, intricate, cream colored rug with a massive flower mosaic woven across it in deep burgundy,gold, and emerald.
The walls were painted a deep gold while the several plush chairs and couches and chaise lounges were a dark crimson, standing out in contrast. A few glass tables with ornate delicate brass legs sat here and there near the sitting furniture. Against the walls were several huge mahogany bookshelves filled with books.
Chang would have loved to stay to explore more but Jian led her further inside to another doorway on the opposing wall. Inside was Amira's bedchamber, a large plush bed with towering posts sat furthest from the doorway. A large mirrored vanity sat on the side beside several wardrobes, that she presumed would hold the clothing, lined up to her right.
On the left Chang saw a stunning portrait of a incredibly gorgeous young woman. She sat in the portrait with an erect posture in a plush chair her hands folded neatly on her lap. She wore a long, deep purple dress with gold embroidery that ran along the front of it, growing more concentrated in detail towards the hem. On her head was a light orchid colored veil with gold beading on it holding back the majority of her hair.
The woman in the portrait had long thick dark bronze hair, thicker than Chang's, flowing partially over one shoulder, from under the orchid veil on her head, down to her waist.
What stood out the most besides her ethereal beauty was her haughty but tempered gaze, as if she could level mountains, but chose not to. The deep dark eyes that held flecks of gold in them, and full shapely lips that seemed to always hold a ghost of a smile looked familiar as she looked at Jian beside her. At the bottom of the portrait there were two words, Amira, 18.
"My mother." The man beside her answered, as if reading her thoughts.
"She's beautiful."
He gave her a small smile, "was."
Chang knew that his mother had died, but realized she had never probed further into the matter. There was so much that she did not know about Jian, and she wanted to know more.
"What happened to her?" Chang searched inside to find a way to broach the topic.
"I told you that she passed away long ago, but I guess I never really told you too much about her or where she came from, did I?"
"No, can you, would you mind telling me about her a little?" Lacing her fingers together in front of her, Chang looked up at him.
"I can only tell you what I know of her from what I have learned from my Jid, and my youngest uncle. My father very rarely spoken of her.
"She was the youngest child of my Jid, his only daughter after 3 boys.A such, she was spoiled to no end by my Jid as a result, and was far bolder than any other woman. As no one could bear to reprimand her she was wild and brazen, and would even go so far as to beat up her three older brothers.
"When my father came to visit the Republic of Lahat, to initiate a business deal, as reward for a service he did for my Jid, she fell for him.
"Not that I could see what she ever saw in him." Muttering darkly under his breath, Chang could barely hear what he said. Crinkling her brows, Chang studied his back profile as he faced the large image before them.
"My father completed the business deal with my Jid, and received an extensive amount of capital, enough to establish Liang International, Liang Medicine as it was then known, but was also forced to marry my mother as a condition that was added.
"A couple of years after the marriage, I came, but at the cost of my mother's life. I have spent every summer here since I can remember in the country where my mother came from. I learn a little more every time, so I apologize that there is only so much I can tell you. I have never met her myself so I can only share the words of others."
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