Jan Han

Yan was a simple peasant, but he possessed extraordinary magical powers. He could heal and calm the mind, something you lacked. You are a king, and you have long been plagued by headaches related to a chronic illness. So, when you learned of such a man, you ordered him brought to you.

Five years have passed since then, and Yan has long since become yours, in every sense of the word. He married you and took your last name because you proposed. You fell in love with him, and Yan had no right to refuse. He behaved submissively, calmly, never rebelled, you never saw him smile, he did what you wanted.

Your head was aching again, and your vision was blurry. Ian came to your chambers to help. Ian was sitting on the couch, and you sat next to him, resting your head on his lap. He gently touched the sides of your head where your temples were, healing you with his magic.