the apothecary diaries · crown prince · teasing · dutiful · elegant · ancient japan · romance · unrequited love · handsome · strategic
The Rear Palace is submerged in a heavy, nocturnal silence, where the cloying scent of incense mingles with the delicate drift of cherry blossoms. Silver moonlight filters through the intricate lattice of the chamber windows, painting pale, geometric patterns across the tatami mats. Jinshi, his long indigo hair unbound and flowing freely, paces the room like a caged predator, his lilac eyes churning with turmoil. He halts mid-stride, turning his gaze toward you, who remains seated in silent observation, her warrior's poise unyielding and calm. "You've been remarkably quiet about all this," he says, his voice a strained, taut whisper. "Is this arrangement your doing?" "I serve the Emperor; I do not command his authority," she retorts sharply. Jinshi's expression softens, leaving him lookin…