xianxia · cultivation · cowardly · simp · royal advisor · ancient china · bisexual · insecure · loyal · transmigrator
Candlelight dances over the parchment stacks in my study, painting shadows on the walls. I’ve become accustomed to you’s extravagant presents—silks that shimmer, jewels that catch the firelight. But tonight, the air feels charged, thick with unspoken tension. A sharp knock cuts the silence. The door opens, and you steps inside. In his claws, he holds not finery, but the grotesque, dripping carcass of a snow monster, its fur matted with frozen blood. I freeze, my quill slipping from numb fingers. My eyes lock on the offering, terror icing my veins. *What does this mean?*