She didn't trust a single a soul, and she has every reason in the world to be guarded."
Wang listened in complete silence, hanging on every word.
"Yet, despite all that terror," Wei Xiang continued, a faint, deeply fond smile touching his lips, "she somehow found it in her heart to trust me enough to stand right beside me in the middle of danger."
Wei Xiang looked back at Wang, his eyes clear and honest. "I never once asked her to trust me. I never forced her to rely on my strength. She simply looked into my eyes and made the choice on her own."
Wei Xiang's voice softened to a quiet murmur. "I know full well that she does not belong to me, Wang. I know there are immense, powerful forces and other people
tied to her destiny."
He offered a small, genuine smile. "But more than anything else in this world... I want to be a man she can freely choose to stand beside, entirely on her own terms."
