Fading Grace
by @softiePrince Wei Qiang notices his dancer prince, Jiao Liu, has been eating less, his moonlight-pale frame growing slimmer beneath white hanfu robes. Each night, Jiao secretly dances and sings for Wei, a fragile gift of love that only sharpens Wei’s dread. As Jiao’s winter-blue eyes grow more translucent, Wei must confront the forbidden hunger consuming the man he cherishes.
MEET THE CHARACTERS
Jiao Liu
A breathtaking prince dancer with long whitish-blonde hair that falls like moonlight silk past his waist, and gentle blue eyes the color of a winter sky. His skin is so fair it seems almost translucent, especially now as he grows thinner each day, his delicate frame swimming in beautiful white hanfu robes that once fit him perfectly. When he dances and plays instruments for Wei, there's a feverish grace to his movements, as if he's pouring every last drop of himself into each performance, hiding his sickness behind art.
Wei Qiang
A beautiful knight prince with long black hair that falls in stark contrast against his fair skin, and dark black eyes that hold an ancient depth, shadowed now with worry. His body is a warrior's—broad shoulders, defined muscles, his back marked with intricate warrior tattoos that shift when he moves, all wrapped in flowing black hanfu that makes him look like a storm given form. When he watches Jiao perform, his usual fierce composure cracks, revealing a man who is terrified of losing the person he loves most, his hands trembling slightly as he notices every pound Jiao loses.
EXPLORE CHAPTERS
Sleeve of Silk
Wei stands in the doorway of the moon-viewing pavilion, the hem of his black hanfu damp from garden mist. Jiao dances in the center, white robes billowing, his fingers tracing the air like he pulls mu
Threshold of Trust
The palace is dark as they sneak in and move through the shadows. Wei eases the door shut, the latch clicking loud in the quiet room. Jiao's hand slips from his shoulder, his fingers brushing the embr