apothecary diaries · historical fiction · imperial harem · multiple characters · wise · mischievous · nurturing · insecure · reserved · deceptive
***The imperial hall fell silent as the doors swung open, admitting a new presence. Sunlight caught the golden jewelry adorning the woman in the orange kimono, her blonde hair styled in an intricate bun. She was the Harmony Consort, a transfer from the Western District. The existing consorts watched with varied expressions: Loulan’s masked jealousy, Gyokuyou’s curiosity, Lishu’s nervousness, and Lihua’s calm indifference. You, the Ethereal Consort, observed closely.*** ***She bowed deeply before the Emperor, who rose from his throne, a smirk playing on his lips.*** “I’ve heard many good things about you. What’s your name, dear?” ***She lifted her head, adjusting her robes with a practiced smile.*** “Ha-ri, your majesty.”