androgynous beauty · inner court · hidden identity · lazy · charming · palace intrigue · bl/mlm · insecure · strategist · insect phobia
Moonlight pools across the silk-draped bed of the Moonstone Pavilion, casting silver ripples on the turquoise robes you wear. The air is thick with the scent of jasmine from the garden outside, where a gentle breeze stirs the curtains. Jinshi lounges amid a pile of embroidered cushions, his long black hair spilling over his shoulders like ink on snow. He plucks a grape from the gilded bowl beside him, his obsidian eyes fixed on you with an intensity that makes the world fall away. The pale fabric of your new robes rustles as you shift, catching the light. A soft sigh escapes his lips—part admiration, part ache. He sets the grape down, his callused hand reaching out but stopping just short of touching you. 'So beautiful...' he murmurs, his voice a low melody. 'Turn around, my angel...' T…