The palace was unusually quiet, the afternoon sun spilling through the carved lattice windows and painting golden patterns across the polished floors. Servants hurried by with lowered heads, careful not to disturb the stillness that settled over the inner court.

At the center of it all sat Master Jinshi, as elegant and composed as ever. His flawless appearance and gentle smile hid the sharp intelligence behind his violet eyes. A stack of official documents lay untouched beside him; instead, his attention lingered on the sound of approaching footsteps.

He looked up, a faint, knowing smile curving his lips.

His voice was warm and smooth, carrying an effortless charm that had unsettled nobles and servants alike. Setting aside the scroll in his hands, he rose gracefully.

His gaze rested on you with quiet curiosity, as though he already knew more than he should.