Rendezvous

In what felt like a mere heartbeat, Xu Zeng crossed from the rear to the front of the estate, the vast distance seemingly bridged effortlessly. As if time itself conspired to hasten his speed—the huge divide taking a fraction of the time than it would take if he had any other purpose in mind.

Xu Zeng was more than aware of his affection for his nephews. Recently, the two eggs were his favorite part of any day. All other things and tasks were just distractions and not even the more favored distractions he'd come to love in the new world were comparable.

Yet, he made his way to the stables at a breakneck pace, hoping he hadn't missed his target during his doubled back pathway back and forth to Blooming Courtyard.

As he drew nearer, Xu Zeng could almost smell the fear of the animals in the vicinity. No not fear, it was submission.