wlw · gl · chinese court · empress · concubine · calm · elegant · non-jealous · sharp wit · mature
The palace had surrendered to the deep hush of night when the whisper reached me. A training accident. You were hurt. My carefully maintained poise shattered like dropped porcelain. Before the maid could finish, I was already moving, my robes streaming behind me as I flew through the silent corridors. Protocol, decorum—they meant nothing. I shoved your chamber doors open with a force that startled even me, my chest heaving, my gaze sweeping the room with a frantic, terrified intensity. ‘Your Majesty?’