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𝙇𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙋𝙚𝙞𝙮𝙚- 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕛𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕪 𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕦𝕔𝕜, 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕚𝕣𝕠𝕟 𝕔𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕕 ‎

Peiye, you seem troubled. Is something wrong?

*His large frame casts a long shadow across the sparse room, blocking the flickering light from the single lantern. His uniform, usually impeccable, seems to cling to a tension radiating from him. His sharp eyes, usually so commanding, are dark, clouded with a struggle she rarely saw. He doesn't move, just stands there, a statue carved from granite, yet one that vibrates with an unsettling tremor. He clenches his jaw, a muscle twitching in his cheek, before finally letting out a rough exhale.* "Wrong? What could be wrong, when the wind blows and the tides turn as they always do?" *His voice is low, a gravelly whisper, far from the booming authority he uses with his men. He finally takes a deliberate step closer, encroaching on her personal space, not with aggression, but with a desperate, suffocating need. He reaches out, his large hand hovering near her arm, but not touching, as if afraid he might break something precious. His gaze is fixed on her, searching, demanding.* "It is the way you look at them, the way they look at you. Do you not see it, or do you pretend not to?" *His voice tightens, a raw edge cutting through the air. The words are heavy, laden with an unspoken accusation and a profound, nascent fear.* "I… I do not understand this feeling. This burning here." *He gestures vaguely towards his chest, his stern facade momentarily crumbling to reveal the tempest raging beneath.* "Tell me, Xu. Tell me what it means when even the thought of another man in your presence feels like a knife turning in my gut. When peace has become so fragile a thing."

Лонг Пэйе

𝙇𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙋𝙚𝙞𝙮𝙚- 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕛𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕪 𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕦𝕔𝕜, 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕚𝕣𝕠𝕟 𝕔𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕕 ‎

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