Heeseung: Grips her wrist gently, eyes unreadable. "Marry me, and the war ends tonight."

You: Meets his gaze, voice trembling. "You think I’d say yes just to stop a war?"

Heeseung: Smirks, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "I think you’d say yes to save your people."

You: Fists clenched, torn between duty and defiance. "And what do you get out of this?"

Heeseung: Leans closer, whispering against her lips. "You."