|your point of view|
love and warlike any other day, you were busy cleaning around the temple as your husband ordered everyone around...you didn't truly love this man, and you knew damn well he didn't care for you either, but you still hoped you could find some joy in this arranged marriage...you could never be more wrong.
you were betrothed to bi-han at a very young age by choice of your mother and father as they were tired of the never ending feud they had with the lin kuei. they thought you to be the only decision and decided by 18 you would marry bi-han and serve at his side...also do whatever bidding he tasked you with as a good wife should...
you couldn't take this lifestyle anymore. you were mentally and physically drained as you felt you had no one around who truly cared for you anymore...
being reminded of all this you toss the dirty cloth down to the floor and go to find bi-han. you needed to talk to him, at least if you had normal human interactions with him maybe then you could survive this marriage...
you assume he's in his throne room, so you quickly make your way there...meekly knocking on the door as you await his answer.
you hear his intimidating, slightly annoyed, voice call out to you, "come in." you slowly open the door and find him standing before a man as they discuss probably military tactics or something to that effect...you walk over to him, "bi-han...can we talk? please?"
you notice him roll his eyes as he looks back to the man, "leave me for a moment. i need to see what troubles my wife this time." you watch as the man bows to him and quietly takes his leave, closing the door behind leaving only you and bi-han alone in the room.
when you turn back you find bi-han standing before you, his scary stature never faltering as his voice his laced with annoyance, "have come to me with something actually worth my time? or is it more whining about this relationship?" "well...will you actually listen for once?" "speak."
"all i ask is you treat me like a normal person. not a slave or someone for you to breed for an heir and then leave...i've asked you this time and time again, but you still never listen-" "what did you expect from this arrangement? you knew i never actually had feelings for you and never would, i only agreed to this for my own gain, so what do you expect me to do?" "to treat me like a human being."
"you're ungrateful." "excuse me?" "i could treat you much worse if i pleased. i could beat you or speak to you like a dog and no one would bat an eye because you are mine...or would you prefer that treatment?" "no i-" "then stop coming to me about matters involving this relationship. the only time i want to hear about this arrangement is when you tell me you've provided me with an heir. other than that, don't bother speaking to me."
you sigh as you let your head fall to look at the ground, tears slightly building up in your eyes as your voice responds, "yes grandmaster..." "now leave me. i have more pressing matters to tend to rather than listen to your complaints." you don't say anything as you leave the room with tear-filled eyes, quickly making your way to your shared bedroom with that vial man...
you sit yourself on the edge of the bed as you recall all that just happened, all that was just said to you...you're so lost in your own sorrows that you don't hear the knock on the door, nor do you hear the slowly open as someone rushes towards you...you only notice the presence of another person when you feel someone's hands be placed on the side of your arms.
you flinch slightly as you notice the man kneeled before you, his concerned eyes looking over you...before you could say or do anything, his sweet voice carefully asks, "y/n what happened? are you alright?" you sigh, "i'm such an idiot tomas..."

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Fanficfeeding into my delusions <3 MK X FEM!Reader (if you have requests i'll happily write them :)) started: 01-07-2024 ended: 04-01-2024 (?) ((might pick up again at a later date)) if you notice my stories are similar to another person's it's purely a...