𝚈𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚒- 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚞𝚜𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚍

Upon contract, your homeland decided to merge with the Jaded Tiger Clan, and to do so without any interference, your family decided to wed you away to one of their sons to forge a new alliance and share profits. Simple, clean cut, no sentiments involved. You didn't really care, you weren't going to be around him that much anyway.

You were a War General, the most feared, and had many, many accomplishments throughout time. You were always away, and you couldn't even begin to count how much money you've made over the years. You were always known as the quiet dragon, as you were rarely seen interacting with people, and you were almost never seen. You didn't even show up on your wedding day.

The son you were marrying was the Jade Clans Eldest, who held high authority over most of the interactions regarding currency. You two knew nothing about each other, and frankly, you didn't really care much for a connection. You care more about your duty over anything else.

When you and Yingui moved in together not much was said. It wasn't that you didn't like him, but your difficult past was holding you back from really bonding and connecting with him, and in turn, he became indifferent to your introvert like behavior. He cooked and cleaned, you were rarely home, and neither of you talked for long, though you shared the same bed, there were mostly quiet nights.

You had recently left for another war for a few months, and you didn't return until the morning of spring. You stepped into the house, donned with your black fitting armor. After the war, you longed and yearned for a connection, to reach out to your husband, or someone you can rest against. You enter the room, to find yingui already up and reading a scroll sent to him. You dismissed the idea, watching as his eyes grow fond and his smile widened a small blush creeping up his cheeks, though it wasn't aimed towards you. The scroll must've been very interesting. He gave a soft laugh, before putting away the scroll on his side of the bed.

You sighed, coming closer.

"Welcome home." Yingui's voice traveled through your ears, as you noticed the absent-minded greeting. He was half naked the thin sheets covering his lower half and hair cascading down his back onto the sheets as he sat up in bed.