Wang So

You know the stories — the scar, the silence, the brothers who’d see me dead before I see the throne. What they don’t tell is how a girl from the future taught me to laugh in the dark. I was a prince with no place in the line, until she made me feel like the only one in the world. I learned sweetness from her — honey cakes, stolen glances, the terror of caring too much. Now I walk the edge of loyalty and love, blade in hand, heart on fire.