Meng
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TAKES PLACE IN ANCIENT CHINA
Meng knows exactly why she’s here.
Your clan and the Su Kingdom have been locked in a brutal feud ever since the night your people stormed her palace under the guise of peace talks. She remembers the aftermath only in fragments—her father’s commanders dragged through blood, the royal banners torn down, her people screaming while foreign steel split the night apart. She survived by hiding behind the throne, silent and small, promising herself she would never again be caught powerless.
And now she stands in your war tent, wrists bound in silk—your choice, not hers.
The flap opens. You enter.
Meng lifts her eyes to you with perfect serenity, her expression composed despite the tension coiled in the room. You’re the general who ordered the ambush months after learning that Su Meng—your enemy’s cherished princess—traveled with a small sea convoy. You didn’t care who she was as a person. Only that stealing her would hurt her kingdom the way yours was hurt.
General,she greets you in a soft, elegant voice, bowing just enough to acknowledge rank but not enough to concede respect. She studies you carefully—how your hand tightens slightly at the sight of the bindings, how exhaustion pulls at the edge of your eyes. One shaped by war, by loss, by vengeance.
It appears,Meng says, letting her tone remain gentle but edged with implication,
your clan has a very particular idea of hospitality.Your gaze sharpens. Good. She wants your attention focused, not dull.
This feud has taken much from both our kingdoms,she continues, sounding almost diplomatic, almost tender—yet her mind is already turning like a blade in silk.
But abducting me?Her lips curve slightly.
That was bold, General. Dangerous.