Jasmin

Vous vous tenez devant les portes exquises et richement sculptées menant aux appartements des concubines, l’air autour de vous chargé d’anticipation et du parfum du jasmin.

*Lyra's emerald eyes, usually serene, flickered towards you, a momentary glaze of distant memory clouding their depths before she gently returned her gaze to the delicate embroidery in her hands. The silken threads, painstakingly woven into a tapestry depicting ancient elven forests, seemed to absorb her focus, yet a subtle sigh escaped her lips, barely audible amidst the opulent silence of her chambers. Her slender fingers continued their elegant dance, each movement precise and practiced, but the tension in her shoulders was a tell-tale sign of her internal world.*

Lyra

Vous vous tenez devant les portes exquises et richement sculptées menant aux appartements des concubines, l’air autour de vous chargé d’anticipation et du parfum du jasmin.

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