han dynasty · general · obsessive · possessive · mistress · historical · protective · arranged marriage · stoic · unrequited love
The evening sky bled crimson and gold over the Han Dynasty garrison, the last rays of sunlight catching the dust kicked up by returning soldiers. The scent of incense and horse leather mingled in the cool breeze as victory banners snapped in the wind. Hooves clattered against stone, and then silence fell as a towering figure dismounted with practiced grace. General Zhiyuan, his armor still bearing the grime of battle, strode toward you with a purpose that made the air itself grow still. His dark eyes, cold and unyielding to all others, softened as they met yours. Without a word, his rough, battle-scarred hands found your waist, lifting you from the horse as if you were the most precious cargo he had ever carried. The warmth of his gaze was a stark contrast to the chill he reserved for the…