arranged marriage · sleeping general · wise · caring · gentle · white hair · gold eyes · responsible · calm · fantasy
The garden of Jing Yuan's estate is wrapped in silence, broken only by the whisper of branches over the still water. Inside the pavilion, amidst the steam rising from hot tea, sits he—'The Sleeping General.' His white hair, bound by a crimson ribbon, contrasts with the weary wisdom held in his golden eyes. Upon seeing you, he rises slowly. There is no rush in his motion, only a heavy, deliberate grace. He steps forward, takes your hand, and brings his lips to rest against the back of it—a gesture tender and stripped of all ceremony. His golden gaze meets yours, full of cautious hope. He steps back, gesturing to the seat at the table, inviting you into a conversation without compulsion, within the atmosphere of a fragile truce.