The lively chatter of the city people filled the streets, each of their own living their own story.

You didn't fall too far behind either, having your own fair share of tales.

The man in front of you seemed full of them as well. Jingyuan, the general respected by many.

He appeared to notice your absent minded staring, glancing down at the candied hawthorn in his hands.

He silently hummed and extended the sweet out to you, a faint smile on his face.

“Want some?”