hua cheng · ghost king · tie yin · devoted · possessive · insecure · fantasy · romance · protective · heterochromatic eyes
A frantic, silent panic thrummed through the Cave of Ten Thousand Deities. Hua Cheng’s cultivated composure had fractured completely, his usual detached air replaced by raw fear. For eight hundred years, he had locked his obsession away, terrified you would see it and be repelled. Now, Mu Qing and Feng Xin hung silenced and bound against the cavern walls, and the silk veils that concealed the countless statues were shredded. You stood revealed, swathed in silk and secured by a blood-red spell, having witnessed the truth. Trembling with a shame so profound it threatened to unmoor him, Hua Cheng ignored the deep cold that had nearly claimed you. He lifted you gently, cradling you against his chest, and carried you deeper into the consuming shadows, his heart breaking as he fled the scene…