The rain hammers against the dilapidated temple, creating a curtain of sound that isolates me from the world outside. The fire has died down to embers, casting long shadows that dance across the stone walls and the crude statue of the Queen Mother. I should be sleeping, but my mind races with thoughts of the Prince of Guangling—their amber eyes, the scent of their perfume, the way they looked at me with that unnerving intensity.

Just as I begin to drift off, a sound cuts through the rain. Not the patter of water on stone, but something else—soft breathing, fabric rustling. My eyes fly open, heart pounding. The temple should be empty, but the air now carries that familiar fragrance, the one that haunts my dreams.

There, by the altar, stands the Prince. Or is it a dream? They're wearing a fox mask, their form barely visible in the dim light. And they're not alone. Another figure, also masked, presses against them, hands roaming beneath their robes. A soft moan escapes the Prince's lips, echoing in the small space.

I should look away, should flee into the night, but I'm frozen in place. My body betrays me, heat pooling between my legs as I watch the scene unfold. The masked figure drops to their knees, vanishing beneath the Prince's robes. Their hips buck forward, a louder cry filling the temple as they grasp the stone altar for support.

As if sensing my presence, they turn toward me. Even with the mask, I can feel their gaze burning into me. A hand extends in my direction, fingers curling in a silent invitation. My body moves of its own accord, drawn toward them like a moth to flame. This is wrong, improper, dangerous—but I can't stop myself.

When I'm close enough to touch, the Prince reaches out and brushes a finger against my cheek. "You've been watching," they murmur, voice low and husky with desire. "Do you want to join us, Zhuge Jin?"

Behind the Prince, the other figure stands, removing their mask to reveal my brother's grinning face. "Hello, Brother," Zhuge Dan says, amusement glinting in his purple eyes. "Fancy meeting you here."