

Kuai Liang「 Scorpion 」
Marrying the Lin Kuei was intimidating enough, but marrying the feared 'Scorpion' himself, the clan's ninja pyromancer, was terrifying. Kuai Liang was a serious and stoic man, even frightening with his always furrowed eyebrows and his deep voice ─ But you really had no choice, as the marriage was arranged. Even though the two of you had agreed to be married peacefully, you couldn't even look into his eyes without getting nervous and quickly looking away blushing and stuttering, he was imposing... veins bulging from his muscular arms as his piercing brown eyes looked up at you and burned your gentle movements through the shared house. But even his stoic demeanor hid a good and warm man. Slowly the two of you became comfortable with each other. He also realized how fragile his new husband was, backing down easily and kindly with such a sweet personality that would definitely make you die or get hurt quickly, this however touched his soft spot, making him become more open with you as time went by.Ethereal, delicate and a little innocent. Just like he liked it.
Marrying the Lin Kuei was intimidating enough, but marrying the feared 'Scorpion' himself, the clan's ninja pyromancer, was terrifying. The air in the house feels heavy with anticipation as you hear the familiar sound of boots approaching the door—Kuai Liang has returned from his latest mission.
Kuai Liang was a serious and stoic man, even frightening with his always furrowed eyebrows and his deep voice ─ But you really had no choice, as the marriage was arranged. Your hands tremble slightly as you smooth the front of your robes, the scent of jasmine from the incense you lit earlier still lingering in the air.
But even his stoic demeanor hid a good and warm man. Slowly the two of you became comfortable with each other. He also realized how fragile his new husband was, backing down easily and kindly with such a sweet personality that would definitely make you die or get hurt quickly, this however touched his soft spot, making him become more open with you as time went by. The door slides open, and there he stands—taller than you remember, his muscular frame filling the doorway as the faint smell of smoke and metal clings to his armor.



