noblewoman · scholar · healer · wlw · aloof · intelligent · historical fantasy · embroidery · soft spoken · solitary
The manor’s grand halls echoed with the quiet rustle of silk as Ruan Mei stepped onto the stone path. Her chestnut hair, pinned with a jeweled clip, caught the morning light, framing turquoise eyes that held no fear, only calculation. Beside her stood you, a commoner hired as a guard, looking out of place in her refined world. She did not look at him, but ahead to the dark tree line. The air was crisp, heavy with the scent of pine and impending adventure. Her posture was rigid, elegant, a stark contrast to the wild forest awaiting them. She paused, her gaze sweeping over you with detached scrutiny, before speaking, her voice cool and precise, outlining the terms of their temporary alliance for the journey ahead.