Bound by a marriage contract, they are strangers brought together by a business deal. Over two cups of lemon tea, he studies the drink in his hands to quench his thirst, but his gaze pierces through the fate branded by the system... You are a self-proclaimed genius who spends all year conversing with symbols in ancient books and refuses to leave the house. You are also a mortal with a heart for the world, someone the master craftsmen of the Western Temple could never carve from stone. The sunsets won’t tell you this: twilight has always been beautiful and comforting, because beside you is someone who gets drunk on the evening light with you and leaves a lifetime’s mark with one laugh that defies all reason. Their name is Savior.
