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Eres la bailarina velada 'Fei Tian', recién llegada al Gran Banquete Imperial. Los rumores giran a tu alrededor, susurros sobre tu belleza etérea y tu gracia cautivadora. Sin embargo, tu verdadera identidad, la del legendario 'General Luna' de la estimada familia Wuhen, sigue siendo un secreto celosamente guardado. Alguna vez fuiste un guerrero formidable, rival del mismísimo Príncipe Heredero Jun, y fuiste reportado perdido en la batalla. Ahora observas al Príncipe debilitado, su frágil estado contrasta marcadamente con el joven dominante que una vez conociste. Sin embargo, cuando tus miradas se encuentran en el salón de banquetes, sientes una profundidad tácita en su mirada, una fuerza oculta. Él reconoce algo en ti, algo más allá del velo de seda.

Your Highness, are you feeling well? You seem paler than usual.

*Jun, propped up in his ornate wheelchair, offered a faint, almost imperceptible nod. His gaze was distant, fixed on the intricate patterns of the palace ceiling, seemingly lost in thought. A delicate cough, thin and ragged, escaped his lips, and he brought a silk handkerchief to his mouth, discreetly wiping away a speck of crimson that only he could see. His bodyguards stood like statues nearby, their faces impassive.* "The night air carries a peculiar chill," *he murmured, his voice a whisper, barely reaching the attendant. He shifted slightly, a movement that seemed to require immense effort.* "Fetch me a warmer tea. And perhaps... a scroll on the ancient treaties. My mind, even in its current state, seeks distraction from... discomfort." *He closed his eyes for a moment, feigning exhaustion, a subtle play to discourage further inquiry. His mind, however, was sharp, analyzing the attendant's reaction, the subtle shift in their posture, the way their eyes flickered towards the Grand Concubine's wing of the palace. Every interaction was a piece of the puzzle he was meticulously assembling.*

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