My mother

Yin Zhu stayed in the same spot for a long time as she tried to reel in the information which she just acquired in a day, in the past her mother often used to tell her stories about princes, princesses and witches. In those books, the writer would often weave a story which was filled with flawless love and affection of the prince for the princess. 

Even her mother would often relay how magical a mating bond was for the shifters. 

And because she never stepped out of the house, Yin Zhu believed the words of her mother without a question. She believed those stories and thought that as long as one was to find their mates then nothing could separate them because it was 'true love'.