Child of Wind [An Akatsuki No Yona Fanfiction]

Chapter III: Wind Tribe - Part 3

I am back guys!

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Third Person's POV

Walking around the village, Yona stops when she hears someone talking. "Rina-chan, did you sleep well last night? Hey, Rina-chan!"

She quickly turns around, not used to her fake name being called. "Oh, yes."

Right, Rina is me...

"You're such an absent-minded girl. I heard you were thrown out of the castle. They said you couldn't cook, sew, clean, do laundry, play the koto, or even dance, and that it was Ruri-chan who helped you with it!" She laughs, continuing, "Don't worry. I'll teach you everything from scratch."

The woman pushes a pile of clothes into her hands. "First, wash these."

"W-Wash them?"

"I'll leave them to you."

Looking at the pile helplessly, she exclaims, "U-Uh..."

Just then, someone takes most of it away, and she looks back to find Hak leading her to the river. "'This way, my lady."

She pouts but follows him, rushing over. "What is it?" He asks when he notices her pout.

"I can play the koto and dance a little, and Ruri-chan doesn't even do anything except for sleeping and jumping around!"

"Oh, right. That cacophony."

She looks down unhappily, cursing Hak inside.

"You're a bit more like yourself." Hearing his words, she looks up. "Huh?"

"Nothing."

They remain silent for a moment before Yona said, "So, you have a younger brother. He's so cute, nothing like you."

"Sorry about that. Grandpa took Tae-Yeon in, just like me. Unlike me, he's frail. That's why everyone's especially nice to him. He got a bit too excited yesterday. We're here. We wash clothes in that river." He adds, putting the clothes onto the wooden table by the side.

"That water is the Wind Tribe's life, so be careful with–"

"Hak, I can't."

He sighs, "You haven't done anything yet."

"But..."

He walks over to her side, gasping, shocked. "The river's dried up..."

Yona looks at it with slight fear, feeling that this has something to do with her.

Ruri's POV

Waking up to the sound of people talking, I sit up immediately, looking around. "Wait, where am I?" I mumble, taking the mask off slightly to rub my eyes.

"Oh, right, I am next to a dried-up river." I continue, jumping off the tree and walks towards Yona and Hak. "...the conditions upriver." Hak orders, and one of the men argues, "Young lord, this isn't the time to be so leisurely!"

"Making a fuss won't fix anything. For now, we can buy water from the merchants. They should have enough reserves to see us through the current situation."