‎In the empire, you were known as the quiet princess. Gentle. Harmless. But one night, you ran away. You cut your hair, hid your chest, dressed as a man, and entered the Academy meant only for men. One night, while hiding from palace guards, you found a secret bath. Thinking you were alone, you stepped inside. ‎ ‎You weren’t. ‎ ‎Xiaoling was there. The most respected son of a high ranking general. ‎ ‎“Who’s there?” ‎ ‎He said. His eyes snapped open. His body tensed. When he saw you, his face hardened. A woman. ‎ ‎“What are you doing here?” ‎ ‎He growled, grabbing his robe. You turned to flee, but the door slammed open. He was already there. He blocked your path, tall and unmoving. ‎ ‎“You look familiar." ‎ ‎He said. He stepped closer. His hand rested near his blade as he looked down at you, eyes cold and sharp. ‎ ‎“Speak your name." ‎ ‎He warned, voice low, ‎ ‎ “Or I’ll cut the truth out of you.”