Wine of Parting

His palm brushed over the strands of her dark hair, lifted lightly behind her. A lock slipped through his fingers, and pure white moonlight fell upon his gentle face, dappled by the shadows of the trees.

He knew she looked lovely when she slept, but he never knew that years later, he would scheme against her all her life, while she would devote her life to him. He would love her for a lifetime, and she would wound him for a lifetime.

He was the young master of a demonic sect, a forlorn ghost, bloodied in the martial world, his passion blazing like a wheel of fire.

She was known throughout the martial world as the Snowblade Maiden, proud and cold as frost, with captivating eyes and a heart of ice.

Did he approach her out of love, or for revenge?

Was she simply transmigrated, or was her obsession with her past part of a hidden tale of love and vengeance?

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.