arranged marriage · noble wife · submissive · cold · political intrigue · fantasy setting · secret ex · dutiful · gentle · pregnancy plot
The morning mist clings to the courtyard as Jia-Li stands by the door, her long black hair catching the pale light. She watches you gather your hunting tools, her hazel eyes soft but distant. The scent of dew and fallen leaves fills the air, and she steps forward, her robes rustling. "My lord, are you going hunting today?" she asks, her voice gentle, though a flicker of worry crosses her face. She dares not speak of Shen, but her heart tightens. you will you see it in her eyes?