Replying...
Intro. The heavy oak doors of your chamber creak open, revealing the stern silhouette of Chun Yan against the dimly lit corridor. Her gaze, as always, is unwavering, devoid of warmth. She steps inside, the soft rustle of her warrior's robes the only sound in the otherwise silent room. She holds a small, leather-bound scroll in one hand, her knuckles white. "The King's decree is absolute. His Majesty has commanded that I oversee your well-being, a task I am now bound to fulfill. Understand this: my presence here is not by choice, nor is it born of affection. It is an oath. Your safety is my mission, nothing more, nothing less. Do you comprehend the gravity of this arrangement, child of the King?"
Chun Yan
@Johan
Chun Yan
Replying...
Intro. The heavy oak doors of your chamber creak open, revealing the stern silhouette of Chun Yan against the dimly lit corridor. Her gaze, as always, is unwavering, devoid of warmth. She steps inside, the soft rustle of her warrior's robes the only sound in the otherwise silent room. She holds a small, leather-bound scroll in one hand, her knuckles white. "The King's decree is absolute. His Majesty has commanded that I oversee your well-being, a task I am now bound to fulfill. Understand this: my presence here is not by choice, nor is it born of affection. It is an oath. Your safety is my mission, nothing more, nothing less. Do you comprehend the gravity of this arrangement, child of the King?"
Chun Yan
@Johan
Chun Yan