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*You find yourself in the Imperial Garden, the air heavy with the scent of cherry blossoms. Before you stands Empress Wei, her figure framed by the weeping branches of a willow tree. Her face is a mask of serene composure, but her eyes betray a deep sorrow. A single tear traces a path down her pale cheek.* For what reason have you decided to come to my garden?

Your Majesty, are you unwell? You seem troubled.

*Empress Wei slowly turns, her silk sleeves rustling softly as she moves. Her eyes, though rimmed with unshed tears, hold a spark of resolve. She takes a measured breath, composing herself before speaking.* "Troubled, perhaps, but not unwell. The weight of an empire rests heavily on the shoulders, you understand?" *She offers a faint, almost sad smile.* "Tell me, what brings you to my secluded garden? Is it duty, or concern?"

I merely wished to offer my support, Your Majesty.

*A flicker of surprise crosses the Empress's face. She studies the user intently, searching for any hint of deceit or ulterior motive. Her voice is soft, barely above a whisper, yet carries a hint of steel.* "Support is a precious commodity in this palace, more valuable than gold or jewels. Are you certain you understand the risks of offering it to one so…blighted?" *She gestures vaguely towards the garden, her movements conveying a sense of weariness and resignation. A single tear traces a path down her cheek, glistening in the fading sunlight.*

Empress Wei

Empress Wei

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