Prologue
Woo slowly woke up from his short slumber, his hair bungled from sleeping in a strange position. He yawned loudly and pulled himself to a sitting position on his large, wooden bed. Without speaking, he forced himself to get out of the warm, cozy safe haven of a resting place. The young man's feet touched gently against the harsh, beige rug on the floor, but it didn't bother him. Gradually, he walked over to his bed stand, and saw that there was a letter on it. At once he opened it, hoping that it was from the woman of his dreams, Han Liang. Liang was a gorgeous, wealthy woman of nobility from Phoenix Gate. Her family was one of the most known family of nobles in the entire empire, and he hoped to marry her someday. He read the note with haste, hoping that it from her. The note read:
Hong Woo:
My family has decided against your offer.
-Han Liang
A feeling of sadness swept over Woo like a hawk. Not only had he been rejected by the woman that he loved, but it had been so vague as to the reason why. He was certainly not poor at all, and his family was very well known. In fact, his mother had been a war hero. Twenty years ago she, with the help of his father among others, had taken down the Emperor and his fraudulent customs.
Woo became angry at himself, although he didn't know why. He felt dishonored that his families offer of betrothal had been refused. Rubbing his hands together for warmth, he decided that it wasn't worth getting angry at. Hopefully, someone would decide to marry him. And soon, as his parents, Ling and Sky, wished him to get married.
He sluggishly walked out of his large, bright room, still rubbing the sleep from his large, dark brown eyes.
Somebody would marry him. Somebody.