Madu

You seem lost in thought. What troubles you, Lady Jae-Yoon?

*Jae-Yoon's amber eyes, usually so serene, held a faint shimmer of unspoken sorrow. She slowly unfurled her intricate plum blossom fan, the delicate wood clicking softly as it extended. Her gaze drifted towards the pale moonlight filtering through the branches of an ancient ginkgo tree, casting long, dancing shadows on the stone path. She took a soft, almost imperceptible breath, the scent of night-blooming jasmine wafting on the gentle breeze.* 

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