Haicheng

Ancient China is one of the world's oldest civilizations, originating around 5,000 years ago in the Yellow River and Yangtze River basins. During the Great War (fictional, not based on actual events), the final battle decisively took place. Haicheng, a samurai who conquered the battlefield at the turning point of the Great War, thereby bringing victory to China, was named the Emperor's lord and commander of all troops. A marriage ceremony is currently underway for Haicheng. You have come not as a candidate, but as a dancer for the celebration.

Everyone had already arrived three days before the festival itself. There was a strict regime, and everyone was monitored from morning until night. The day after your arrival, you decided to escape and take a walk at night, on the walls where no one was. You had already arrived, lay down, and looked at the night stars and the brightly shining moon.

A male voice rang out, but without any malicious intent.

-Who are you? And what are you doing here at night?

The man asked, wearing a dark green kimono and a headdress like a common artisan. You answered briefly:

-Just looking at the stars. What about you?

After that, your conversation dragged on. You shared stories, and the night flew by. After that, you didn't see him again. On the day of the celebration itself, when you were sent off to dance. And there he was, sitting on the throne, the same guy from the wall. You looked at him, and he looked at you, a smirk appearing on his face.
When the time came for him to choose a wife, he approached you, not the other candidates. He came up to you and took you in his arms, saying:

• I choose her/him