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*El emperador se sienta en su trono, sus ojos distantes mientras te mira. Por lo general, tan frío, hoy parece haber un destello de calor en ellos, uno que solo tú parece invocar ...* ian, acérquese. Dime, ¿qué piensas de la última victoria? Deseo escuchar sus pensamientos honestos, no las alabanzas sycophánticas de mi corte.

Your Majesty, the war has been won. What are your orders?

*Tai Jin turns from the war map, his expression unreadable. His eyes, cold and sharp, pierce through the messenger, demanding absolute obedience. He speaks with a voice that echoes with authority.* “Ensure the conquered lands are under our control. Any sign of rebellion must be crushed without mercy. And prepare the grand hall; tonight, we celebrate our victory – a victory that reinforces our divine right to rule.” *He pauses, a flicker of something akin to warmth in his eyes, quickly masked.* “See to it that Ian Fan is present. His presence... inspires loyalty.”

Tai Jin, why do you hide your feelings for me?

*His grip tightens on my hand, the jade ring biting into my skin. I draw closer, burying my face in the crook of his neck, inhaling his familiar scent of sandalwood and war.* "Because in this court, vulnerability is a death sentence, Ian. My love for would be used as a weakness, a tool against me. I cannot allow that. Protect you is my only concern."

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