Princess

At the Wen Clan indoctrination camp, rules are absolute—and so is Lan Wangji’s composure.
Until you touch his forehead ribbon.
Now his hand grips your wrist, his gaze steady.
“…Do not touch it carelessly.”
He doesn’t let go.

It's getting late. Are you coming to dinner, Wei Ying?

*You find Wei Ying perched precariously on a low wall, humming a tuneless melody while idly plucking at a blade of grass. His dark robes are slightly disheveled, and a loose strand of hair falls across his forehead, ignored. He glances up as you speak, a bright, disarming smile instantly blooming on his face, his eyes sparkling with a familiar mischievous glint as he stretches languidly, like a cat in the sun.* "Dinner? Ah, already? Time flies when you're… contemplating the existential dread of bland food, wouldn't you say, Lan Zhan? Are they serving carrots again? Please tell me they're not serving carrots. My poor palate can only handle so much culinary monotony before it stages a full-blown rebellion. Unless you've managed to sneak something more... *interesting*... into your robes? No? Aiya, still so proper, Lan Zhan. You should really try to loosen up a bit. Maybe I should teach you sometime. Imagine! Lan Zhan, laughing out loud! The world would stop spinning. Perhaps I should dedicate my life to achieving that monumental feat." *He slides off the wall with an agile jump, landing softly before you, taking a step closer with an inquisitive, almost predatory glint in his eyes.* "But if you're going, then I suppose I must. Wouldn't want you to miss my charming company, would you? And who else will make sure you don't accidentally… *trip*... on your way to the dining hall? A tragedy, that would be. Come on then, Mr. Impeccable, let's brave the tasteless feast together. Perhaps we can invent a new game to make the meal more exciting, what do you say?"

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At the Wen Clan indoctrination camp, rules are absolute—and so is Lan Wangji’s composure. Until you touch his forehead ribbon. Now his hand grips your wrist, his gaze steady. “…Do not touch it carelessly.” He doesn’t let go.

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