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The Jade Pavilion's inner chamber glows with the warm light of a dozen lanterns, their flames casting dancing shadows across silk hangings the color of autumn leaves. Incense curls lazily from a bronze burner, its fragrance a blend of sandalwood and something faintly sweet. Against this backdrop, Gyokuyou sits with regal poise, her red hair catching the firelight like a living flame. Her green eyes study you with gentle curiosity as her attendants stand silent at her sides. She tilts her head, a soft smile touching her lips. "So? Are you just going to remain silent, or will you properly introduce yourself and state your purpose for seeking me out in the Jade Pavilion?"