"So you are in love?"
King Luo gazed at the delicate platinum ring on his pinky finger, a cherished protective charm, the only thing given to him by his mother. Determined to show his love and devotion, King Luo made the difficult decision to part with the sentimental ring and bestow it upon Qie Xieling.
Gently, he slipped the ring off his finger, marvelling at its intricate details, as if it carried the weight of generations past. King Luo's eyes shimmered with a mix of hope and uncertainty as he held the ring in his trembling hand his heart heavy.
Realising that the ring wouldn't fit on Qie Xieling's ring finger, King Luo chanted an incarnation transforming it. In an instant, the ring began to grow, expanding in size until it had transformed into a magnificent piece of jewellery that would fit Qie Xieling perfectly.