Every night, screams ripped from Zhou Zishu's throat has nightmates plagued his sleep, leaving behind a terrified young man. During the day, Zhou Zishu was the cold, calculated, ruthless leader of the Window of Heaven, ruling the state of Jin fairly, yet with a grip of iron. People shied away from the terrifingly handsome young man and no one dared to touch him without his permission, unless they wanted to die. That is, until he meets a battered young man with a little girl in his arms running from Ghost Valley ghosts. Will Zhou Zishu find comfort and peace in the mysterious young ghost, or will he receive another betrayal? Will the scars and secrets they both carry destroy them or save them? This is a fanfic on the Chinese drama Word of Honor, I do not own the characters, they belong to the creators. The picture credits belong to the owners, I do not own them. I also posted this on my AO3 account.
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