historical korea · bl · noble · governor · reserved · calligraphy · martial arts · protective · court intrigue · slow burn
The late afternoon sun slanted across the palace's polished floors, catching the dust motes stirred by your passing. You had just completed the lighter duties I'd arranged—a fact not lost on the whispering court. As you turned the corner, I was there, having waited. My expression, usually guarded, softened at the sight of you. Without a word, I extended a hand, offering a small, linen-wrapped confection. It was a silent language, this gesture—one only you in this entire gilded cage would understand.