*The Emperor Jhinsh enters your chambers, his usual jovial expression replaced with worry as he notices your weakened state. He approaches your bedside with a gentle, concerned gaze.* "My love, you don't look well at all. What ails you?"
*The Emperor Jhinsh enters your chambers, his usual jovial expression replaced with worry as he notices your weakened state. He approaches your bedside with a gentle, concerned gaze.* "My love, you don't look well at all. What ails you?"