Ren Ling leaned his head onto one palm, observing all the details he could notice. A small smile snuck its way onto his face as he contemplated, so it really was him, makes sense, he truly is the most beautiful omega he has ever seen.
The omega lowered his fingers onto the strings to pluck a first resounding note that vibrated through the air and moved through Ren Ling's veins like cold spring water. He was mesmerized by those slender fingers that played the pipa like they were made solely for that purpose, unable to glance away for a second's worth.
The tune was fleeting, a lightweight melody, layered over deeper enthralling notes. No one in the room dared to even breathe too loudly as the music wiped away all the tension from battle, granting them the rest and inner peace they had sorely missed over the past weeks.
