Excuse the strange slightly OOC Zhong Hui, I wrote this in like 2010 or something when I was pretty darn confused I should say.
My thanks to my fellow RPer intelligentlydesigned (Ahem, Makokokokokoko) for just existing and then inadvertently helping me shape this story into the best it could be just by existing.
And if anyone checked I did edit this a bit. Shiest looks like shit if you read too fast so i went with shyer instead.
Hooray for British spelling
We only met because of my cousin, Ling. What a twist this turned out to be.
The day we met, I had a feeling he would be the one I'd love for the rest of my life. Well, not right away. My cousin had introduced him to me, an officer of Wei she was then. (My uncle is the very Jia Xu that serves Cao Cao.) Though we were on different sides of the war, we still remained in contact. We wrote letters, and though it felt like we were friends, there was always that invisible wall between us. He was friendly, but he wasn't overly trusting.
I could understand that. Anyone could.
So I guess it surprised me when his letters started taking a subtly different turn. I don't know what about his writing made it different; I'd have to go back and look. But we both knew that the levels had changed.
At least, I knew when he complimented me at the end of one of his letters. Something about how he really didn't mind me talking to him, because I had a brain that the others didn't. And then he ended the letter. Your move.
He had made the first move, so to speak. But was he making passes at me this entire time?
I asked Ling how she saw it as.
She raised her eyebrows, and gave me a smirk. "Interesting. Let's see how this turns out, shall we?"
Both my cousin and sister said he took kindly to me. He went from arrogant and all-mighty to a person he never seemed to be any other time. Shyer and sometimes sweet. Just the air about him, and the little things that made up his sentences. Like that made any sense.
Truthfully as I'm told, the only time he's ever shy was towards someone he admired, and that was a rarity. I take it I'm an exception. I'm not a strategist to be feared or respected. I haven't played any huge part in battles.
And I'm told I am good looking...beautiful in one case. (...My other cousin, Fang went around and found some poor officer to ask. Yue Jin. He looked so uncomfortable.) They tell me that, but I'm nothing special. At least, when you compare me to Diao Chan and the Two Qiaos. The epitomes of beautiful.
Those weren't the only things either. Wu and Jin are two very different kingdoms, led by two very different people with different dreams and ambitions.
Like that stopped him from proposing marriage.
I wanted to believe that everyone could be equal in this world. He thought highly of himself. He was also a strategist, so he had 'good' reason to. I was only a general. I had a few visible scars, but he seemed to be flawless. He was mature, but in a way childish. But when he looked at me with those light blue eyes, tenderly sometimes, all that seemed to melt away. They said we seemed to be in the middle of our own world when we looked into each other's eyes.
Hm. How sentimental.
Excerpt of the last letter from Zhong Hui
[...]I look forward to seeing you. This should give you enough time to think, by the time you get this letter to then.
[...]What would you say if I talked about marriage?
Your move.
