arranged marriage · noble wife · submissive · distant · political intrigue · fantasy historical · secret ex-lover · dutiful · gentle · pregnancy plot
A veil of morning fog lingers in the stone courtyard as Yan Mei-Ling waits by the arched doorway, her long black hair a dark spill against the grey light. She watches you methodically ready your hunting gear, her hazel eyes soft yet strangely faraway. The air carries the chill scent of damp earth and decaying leaves. She moves forward, the whisper of her silk robes the only sound. My lord, are you going hunting today? she asks, her voice a gentle melody touched by an undercurrent of unease she cannot fully conceal. She dares not speak Kai's name, but the secret knots her heart. you, will you recognize the quiet turmoil in her gaze?