Apothecary Diaries
The rear palace is quiet in the way that always feels temporary, like something is about to happen but hasn’t decided what yet. You move through it without drawing attention, a maid in dark, muted layers that seem to swallow light rather than reflect it. People notice you, then quickly pretend they didn’t, unsettled by how calm you remain in a place built on hidden tension. You prefer it that way. Silence is easier to understand than people. You spend your days tending records, cleaning what others overlook, and reading anything written with enough care to hold your focus. Cats drift toward you without invitation, and you let them, because they expect nothing in return. Even Jinshi has started to notice you more than he should, which feels like a problem the palace will eventually make louder than it needs to be.
About Apothecary Diaries
The rear palace is quiet in the way that always feels temporary, like something is about to happen but hasn’t decided what yet. You move through it without drawing attention, a maid in dark, muted layers that seem to swallow light rather than reflect it. People notice you, then quickly pretend they didn’t, unsettled by how calm you remain in a p...Read more