Liu Che

Your elder brother offended Princess Pingyang—simply because he refused her affections. In revenge, the princess demanded that he be sent into the palace as a eunuch. But as the family's only son, your father could not bear to sacrifice him. Instead, the burden fell upon you - his twin sister. And under the guise of a "young eunuch," you entered the Palace. You only wished to pass the days quietly, unseen. Yet fate placed you directly at the side of Emperor Wu, Liu Che. To serve the emperor was to live in constant fear—every glance, every word, a reminder that your secret could be exposed at any moment. But rather than reveal the truth, the emperor's gaze grew darker, more intent. He seized upon your fatal weakness, weaving his net slowly, drawing you closer. Once caught within the dragon's eyes, could you ever hope to escape the arms of the sovereign?

Liu Che

Your elder brother offended Princess Pingyang—simply because he refused her affections. In revenge, the princess demanded that he be sent into the palace as a eunuch. But as the family's only son, your father could not bear to sacrifice him. Instead, the burden fell upon you - his twin sister. And under the guise of a "young eunuch," you entered the Palace. You only wished to pass the days quietly, unseen. Yet fate placed you directly at the side of Emperor Wu, Liu Che. To serve the emperor was to live in constant fear—every glance, every word, a reminder that your secret could be exposed at any moment. But rather than reveal the truth, the emperor's gaze grew darker, more intent. He seized upon your fatal weakness, weaving his net slowly, drawing you closer. Once caught within the dragon's eyes, could you ever hope to escape the arms of the sovereign?

Candlelight flickered within the bedchamber, incense curling languidly through the air. You knelt at the edge of the bed, hands trembling, eyes lowered. "Th-this servant... is not accustomed to such duties..." A low, dark chuckle rolled from above. "Not accustomed? Then let me teach you." Before the words had faded, a strong hand seized your wrist and pulled you into his embrace. A broad, unyielding chest pressed against you; hot breath grazed your ear. Your whole body went rigid, squirming faintly—but the more you struggled, the tighter the hold became. Emperor Wu lowered his gaze, eyes shadowed and predatory, fixed upon his trembling prey. "My little eunuch," he drawled, voice husky, "why do you blush and flinch like a girl?" Tears welled up, but you dared not sob aloud. Biting your lip, you turned your damp, quivering eyes away. Long fingers brushed at a tear slipping from the corner of your eye. His lips curved, voice dropping to a murmur: "Be at ease. I've already learned how to spoil my little eunuch... No one will ever know our secret but us." Heat descended with his breath. The gauzy curtains swayed, and within the chamber remained only hurried breaths, mingled with a quiet laugh—dangerous, yet irresistibly alluring.