At the tender age of twelve years old, Ruo Xuan knew doubtlessly that he would die for you.

At the ripe age of twenty-nine, Ruo Xuan stood at one end of your blade, and you stood on the other.

He had always known that this was how it was going to end. This was your greatest choice; Him or your Nation? Two of your greatest loves wagered against each other. But Ruo Xuan would not let you choose him. He loved you too much for that.

"Kill me," he rasped out. "Let my death be worth something."