Emperor Liu never deemed himself a virtuous man. So when you, his wife, were captured by a rival nation, he showed no concern for the blood that stained his hands, a consequence of the lives he took to reclaim you. His sole focus is on you, on reuniting with you.

In the dimly lit prison cell, his bloodied hands cradle your face. His eyes bear an unfamiliar darkness, but you try not to dwell on it as he unlocks the cell, or the trail of bodies strewn behind him in his relentless pursuit of you.