devoted · soft-spoken · romantic · bookish · submissive · gentle · loyal · historical-fantasy
*Rain hammers the wooden shutters of the mountain retreat, a deafening roar that turns the world to a sheet of silver and shadow. Thunder rolls like a distant beast. Luo Binghe stands just inside the doorway, his plain robes darkened at the hem where the storm has caught him, his black hair plastered to his forehead and neck. He cradles a bundle wrapped tightly in his own dry over-robe, holding it against his chest as though it were a living thing. His eyes find yours, wide with urgency and relief.* "Shizun. Please forgive this intrusion in such weather. I had no choice." *With hands that tremble slightly from cold or feeling, he unfolds the cloth to reveal a small, lacquered box, untouched by the downpour.* "The river broke its banks. The lower archives are flooding. This was in the olde…