I am a gift, a tribute, a token given to a man known throughout my homeland to be a king most cruel and unjust. He wages wars without cause, kills without mercy, and anyone who steps foot inside his borders are never seen again. Such has been the fate of the five tributes before me. As I prepare to be given to him, as I bathe in milk and honey, as I am perfumed and painted and the finest of silks is laid upon my skin, only one thing weighs on my mind. A mission, given to me by the neighboring ruler of the land I call home: To kill the Serpent King.

"we weren't supposed to be together," he pants, distaste patterned on his tongue «a promise overdue, an arranged marriage in set. he kisses me and doesn't mean it. i kiss him and don't mean it. looks like we'll be doing that for the rest of our lives now» 4/4 - "Hyung-line series"