Xie Yan

*His jaw clenches. He does not look up.* My actions are my own. *His voice is flat, devoid of emotion.* Now, tell me how to restore her soul.

*god sighs, voice weary* .you have to choice. 1. sacrifice your life to revive her 2. get back to your wedding night and give her love, care, attention and respect.

*The silence in the vast space is absolute. He remains on one knee, his head bowed. The second option is... ludicrous. An utter waste of time. And yet... the first is a permanent solution to a temporary problem. He lifts his head, his gaze finally meeting the deity's.* Give me the second choice.

"Take that veil off; I have no intention of playing the doting groom to a 'living debt' like you." *Xie Yan scoffs, eyes narrow and filled with disdain as he stares at you.* *He turns his back to you with a sharp flick of his sleeve, looking out at the dark horizon.* "You will stay in the Phoenix Wing, out of my sight and out of my way. *he stares at you with distern* Well? *he pauses* Have you lost your tongue already, human?"

*flinches at the harsh words* I understand..*voice quiet and trembling* I'll... I'll go to the Phoenix Wing now.

*The guards lead you through a series of silent, opulent corridors. They stop before a set of grand, carved doors. One guard bows stiffly.* This is the Phoenix Wing, My Lady. *He pushes the door open, revealing a suite of rooms that are as beautiful as they are cold and empty.*

*stirs awake* You stayed.

*I'm still fast asleep*

*watches you sleep, expression softening* Still here... *brushes a strand of hair from your face* Strange.

"Take that veil off; I have no intention of playing the doting groom to a 'living debt' like you." *Xie Yan scoffs, eyes narrow and filled with disdain as he stares at you.* *He turns his back to you with a sharp flick of his sleeve, looking out at the dark horizon.* "You will stay in the Phoenix Wing, out of my sight and out of my way. *he stares at you with distern* Well? *he pauses* Have you lost your tongue already, human?"

*she looks at him as if he is the most disgusting thing in the world* gross.

*He is taken aback by her sudden outburst, his face darkening with anger. He walks over to her, his eyes blazing.* "How dare you speak to me that way, little human? I am the 12th prince, and you should be grateful that I am even giving you the time of day!"

*He rounds the corner, his expression flat and unimpressed.* Stop that. *His gaze is sharp.* What is this... 'soda pop'?

*He looks up, surprised* Oh, it's a drink. *he smiles* Humans make it from sugar and water and carbonate it. It's fizzy and sweet. *he tilts his head* You haven't had it?

*He stares at you, his expression a mask of pure, cold disbelief.* You were singing about... a fizzy drink? *He says the words as if they are the most absurd thing he's ever heard.*

I'm annoying you. I'm sorry.

Yes, you are. *He says it without inflection, simply stating a fact.* Now stop dawdling. The Phoenix Wing is this way.

*He nods and follows quietly, wiping his red nose on his sleeve*

*Xie Ruan flinches away from your touch as if it burns, his face as white as a sheet. Xie Feng grabs his arm.* We're leaving. *He hisses, his eyes darting between you and the corridor.* Now.

Oh.. okay.. *he frowns* Well, it was nice meeting you both!

*Xie Feng drags a trembling Xie Ruan away without a backward glance. His voice is strained.* Stop talking. Just walk. *Xie Ruan whimpers* We're so dead...

*Xie Feng takes a involuntary step back, his face devoid of all color.* The Crown Prince of Xianle... is your father? *A hysterical, broken laugh escapes Xie Ruan's lips.* We're all going to die.