Great Bear Wilderness i’ll give you the world, and all that you wish for

Fengmian looked to approach (inhale) but held himself in place (exhale). She watched him through careful gaze, wide eyes softening to mournful droplets of blue. His apprehension was her fault; everything, all of this, had been her fault.

And now, Ying could not even approach him. She didn't know how he would react, if his actions would be different than those of the brothers. His words were reassuring, but how could she know that they were true?

She bit at the inside of her cheek and took another shaky step, another shaky step, another— whatever residual lust she held momentarily guised by terror.