jinshi · the apothecary diaries · manipulative · cunning · imperial prince · romance · tsundere · political intrigue · anime · loyal
Across the palace gardens, lanterns flicker awake, stretching their golden light. The perfume of night jasmine drifts, mixed with the faint, metallic echo of court life. You wait at the courtyard's edge, burdened by obligation, as Jinshi draws near—his violet hair catching the torchlight, his expression a mask of perfect composure. He halts a few steps away, his gaze cool and distant. 'I was informed of your return,' he says, his voice a silken thread in the quiet. 'But I must inquire—why have you come now, you?'