She saw him for the first time in the winter market three years ago - an orc boy kneeling in the snow, with his back straight, saying nothing in the face of the insults and alms on the ground.
Later she learned that the "auction" was an elaborate scam. He is the chess piece and she is the path. He was ordered to get close to her, but during those countless late nights with the light waiting for him and the moments when he was clumsily bandaging her, he lost his sense of proportion and lost his sincerity.
The night the truth came out, he didn't defend himself. She didn't look back either.
Three years later, she was transferred to the frontier and was about to get married. But he chased her for three hundred miles, knelt in front of her door, held up a slave ring, and begged her to take him in as a dog——
"If you raise a dog, it will not conflict with you if you get married."
She stood on the threshold and looked down at him.
The orc who once refused to bend his back in the snow now stepped into the mud, just looking for a corner, a position that "will not be forgotten".
"Do you know," she said, looking at this man who once had a straight spine, her voice was very soft, "the love you want, I will only give it to upright people."
This is a story about broken trust and loss of dignity, and also a long journey about how to "stand up"——
Some love cannot be obtained by kneeling down.
[Mr. Pei actually has a role. If I have more inspiration, maybe I can really write about the orc revolution (guilty)]
Concept: Orc revolutionary leader and villain hero and his White Moonlight? (No)
