He was born mute-silenced from the very first breath. A prince trapped in a cage of silence, aching to be seen, to be heard, yet locked away by a world that refused to understand. For six long years, Yin endured a ruthless loneliness. Ignored, dismissed, and abandoned by Liang-the feared general who wielded power like a blade but treated Yin like a ghost. Cold eyes that never softened, a heart that never reached out. To Liang, Yin was nothing but a silent burden, a political pawn with no voice of his own. But beneath that silence, Yin's pain screamed louder than thunder-each day a battle to survive the weight of neglect and cruelty. Until one night, when despair crushed his fragile soul, and he chose to end the unbearable silence forever. But death was not the final escape. Because someone refused to let his story end in shadows. A spirit friend with the power to rewind time, to fight fate itself-determined to rewrite a cruel past, and paint a future where Yin's silent suffering finally breaks free. This is a tale of a mute prince's shattered heart and a ruthless general's cold walls-where love, pain, and redemption bleed into the colour of silence.

"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." ********** Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP