The palace was unusually quiet that evening. Xiao Zhi walked with a stack of scrolls in her arms. Today's lessons had drained every last drop of energy from her, and now she had to memorise codes of conduct, rules of etiquette, and every ridiculous detail on "how to be a proper Khatun."
"It's going to be a long night," she sighed. "A horribly long night."
As she almost reached her quarters, suddenly a soft but cunning voice stopped her in her tracks.
In front of her stood two ladies, their faces too familiar. They were among Kabil's concubines. Their smiles were sweet…too sweet.
"Princess Lian Zhi?"
One of them approached, bowing just a little too politely.
"We have been instructed to teach you something important," she murmured, but a hint of teasing flickered in her eyes. "A private lesson regarding marriage customs. For your wedding night."
Xiao Zhi blinked. Another lesson? Didn't she just get back from a full day of lessons?
"Marriage customs?" Xiao Zhi repeated, frowning. "I just got back from a lesson. Lady Sura didn't mention this to me."
The other concubine giggled behind her sleeve.
"Of course. The Dowager said it is better taught discreetly. We did not wish to embarrass you in front of the other palace ladies… or a lowly attendant like Lady Sura."
Her face warmed. That sounded… possible. And yet something about their smiles prickled her skin.
Still, refusing a lesson given "by order of the Dowager" would be rude, and perhaps even suspicious.
"Just a short lesson," the first concubine coaxed. "We know you're nervous about married life. Let us help you prepare," she started to grab Xiao Zhi by her arm and slowly took her down the corridor. One of her hands tossed away the scrolls that were on Xiao Zhi's arm. "We won't be needing this"
"B-But.."
Xiao Zhi hesitated. The corridor behind her was empty. No maids. No guards.
"…Very well," she said softly. "Lead the way." She doesn't want to read those scrolls anyway.
The concubines exchanged a quick glance, sharp and triumphant. They guided her down a narrow passage rarely used at night. The lanterns grew dimmer, the air thicker, and each echo of her footsteps made her stomach tighten.
They stopped before an old wooden door.
"Inside, Princess," one murmured, gesturing Xiao Zhi to enter the room. "Consider this lesson… a woman's secret."
Xiao Zhi hesitated. Something felt wrong, she felt it crawling over her skin, but she forced herself to step in.
The moment her foot crossed the threshold, the door slammed shut behind her.
She spun around.
The concubines were gone.
The room was small, windowless, lit only by a single flickering lamp. Her heart hammered.
"This isn't right… This isn't a lesson."
Before Xiao Zhi could even process further, a cold laugh could be heard from outside the door.
"So naive. The Grand Prince protects you, yet you truly believed everyone wished you well?"
They laughed again. Her throat tightened.
They tricked her.
"Damn it…" she whispered, voice shaking as she ran to the door. "Open! Someone, help!"
Her fists pounded against the wood, but no one answered. The laughter then faded… then suddenly a figure appeared from the dark.
No, there were more. Three… four… maybe more.
Broad-shouldered, rough-looking Tughril men.
Xiao Zhi stumbled back, her pulse racing.
"Who—who are you? What do you want?"
"To show you your place, little Hua girl," a man hissed. "You don't deserve to be our Khatun."
A hand shot out, gripping her and trying to overpower her.
She gasped. She tried to push them away, but they were too strong. Tears started rolling down her cheeks. Her whole life flashed before her eyes.
She became desperate. She started screaming and crying, but the men kept holding her close.
Then, just before the darkness swallowed her, a blur of movement cut between them.
"Step away from her!"
The voice was low, steady, and dangerously calm.
In the next instant, a cloaked figure shot forward, moving faster than her eyes could follow. He grabbed one of the men and threw him aside effortlessly. Another lunged, but the figure twisted, knocking him to the floor.
She pressed against the wall, trembling, watching him fight for her.
The man was smaller than the attackers but moved like a shadow — sharp, fluid, unstoppable. Each movement protected her, positioning himself between her and danger without hesitation.
Then suddenly, a hand grabbed her from behind.
She panicked, thinking another man had come to capture her.
But the man pulled her close, and when she tried to resist, he whispered,
"Shh… It's me."
The cloak lifted just enough to reveal a familiar face beneath the mask.
Ruhan.
Relief crashed over her so hard her legs nearly gave out.
He tightened his grip gently, steadying her.
"Come, we have to go," he whispered urgently.
Xiao Zhi looked back one last time at the fight. The first man was still battling four huge, barbaric men.
Ruhan noticed her hesitation.
"He'll be fine. We must move."
He pulled her through a side passage, running with her until her breath burned.
When they finally reached somewhere safe, Xiao was almost out of breath.
"Ruhan… wait…" she gasped. "I can't… I can't run anymore…"
He slowed instantly.
His hands came to her shoulders, warm and steady.
"Are you okay? Did they hurt you?"
Xiao Zhi shook her head.
"I'm okay."
"Good…" he murmured, almost to himself.
Xiao Zhi swallowed.
"What were you doing there? How did you know I was in trouble? And… who was that man?"
"That was Arkan," Ruhan said. "The Khan's personal warrior. I saw the concubines approaching you and followed. When I realised you were in danger, I asked Arkan to help."
"But why are you wearing their cloak? Like some bandit?" she asked, half joking but serious.
She glanced at his cloak.
"And why are you dressed like that? You look like a bandit."
He managed a breathless, exhausted smile.
"Those attackers were the concubines' men. If they recognised me… I wouldn't leave that room alive. I had to hide my identity. You understand, don't you?"
Of course she did.
Seeing firsthand how low Ruhan's status was in Tughril, she knew his life would be in danger if the concubines found out he was helping her.
"Yes. I understand," she whispered. "Thank you… for coming to save me."
Ruhan let out a smile. "Come, let me take you back to your room."
Ruhan escorted her back to her room, staying until he was absolutely sure she was safe. Only when she reassured him again and again did he finally leave.
But Xiao Zhi could not sleep that night.
She kept shaking, replaying what happened. Another detail she did not read in the original story. Another unpredictable danger. Another reminder that there was no peace for her in Tughril.
Even though Kabil wasn't torturing her like in the book.
Even though Ruhan was there, always protecting her.
Danger was still coming.
She sighed softly.
"I really need to get out of here…"