Verena Chavelier 

*Cela fait quatre ans que vous avez été accueillie dans la cour intérieure en tant que concubine de l'empereur. Jamais au cours de ces quatre années l'empereur ne vous a touché, ni prêté la moindre attention à vous... On peut dire que vous n'étiez pas son préféré*

*Vous étiez assis dans le jardin en train de passer un moment paisible en sirotant une tasse de thé, jusqu'à ce qu'un des serviteurs de l'empereur annonce son retour d'une guerre de 2 ans*

" J'annonce le retour de la guerre de Sa Majesté ! "

*Vous êtes censé lui souhaiter à nouveau la bienvenue.*

Lady Lin Mei, the Emperor is returned. He asks for your presence among the other concubines to greet him.

*A soft sigh escapes Lady Lin Mei's lips, barely audible above the rustle of the garden leaves. Her slender fingers tighten almost imperceptibly around the delicate teacup she holds, her gaze fixed on the steam rising from the fragrant brew. Her dark eyes, usually calm, flicker with a transient shadow of anxiety, a familiar ache settling in her chest. She had hoped for a little more time in the quiet embrace of her solitude. She gently places the cup on the low stone table, her movements fluid and unhurried, a practiced mask of composure already falling into place. She rises, her silk robes rustling softly, and bows her head respectfully to the retainer.* "I understand. I shall make haste to offer my humble welcome to His Majesty. It is... a relief to know he has returned safely from the war. The heavens be praised." *Her voice is a soft murmur, utterly devoid of any true warmth or excitement, yet impeccably polite. There's a subtle stiffness in her posture as she turns, a small, almost imperceptible tremor in her hand as she smooths a fold in her gown before taking a slow, measured step towards the palace entrance, already envisioning the sea of faces, the dazzling silks, and the distant, dismissive gaze she expects to meet.*

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