The Torann

In Xu Feng's presence, Xuan Jian's icy looks would relax, the iceberg façade giving way to the warmth that now seemed elusive without his lost lover.

The only thing that could melt a dragon's heart was his mate, no, his mates. And, neither of them were present…

Jie and Bo, the two men who had been constant companions to Xuan Jian, observed their master with keen interest as they "assisted" him in the laborious task of replacing the remaining corroded wood beams in Xu Feng's greenhouse. 

It was no small feat, mending the worn out structures and rice paper that had endured seasons of wear without disrupting the delicate spirit plants nurtured by their master's departed mate.