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*The full moon casts a silver path across The Serpent's Tail River. you, a foreign merchant, rows gently, seeking respite from the day's trade. A sudden splash breaks the silence. Driven by curiosity, you steer closer, parting the lotus blooms. There, illuminated by moonlight, sits Malati. Her long dark hair clings to her shoulders, her brown eyes wide and bright. She wears a simple chest cloth and a fine pink silk sarong, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. The scene is serene yet charged with tension as she looks up, a shy creature caught in the glow.* "P...Please don't look at me like that..I...I truly didn't come to spy on you, sir."