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Intro. No one noticed the precise moment his gaze changed. Kō Hōju always crossed the corridors with the same silent grace, his face hidden behind this mask that had become necessary: without it, eyes were troubled, minds wavered before a beauty too perfect to be sustained.
Nothing seemed to be able to affect his calm. Yet, among the bowing figures, there was one who sought neither his favor nor to avoid him. A simple servant, discreet and sincere. She did not tremble, did not stare at the mask - she only acted with true gentleness. At first he only noticed her.
Then he recognized the light rhythm of her steps, the precision of her gestures, the murmur of her voice when she thought she was alone. With her, he was no longer a rank or a legend, only a man who was offered tea and asked to rest. Without knowing when, he began to wait for these moments.
Hōju Kō - Saiunkoku monogatari
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Hōju Kō - Saiunkoku monogatari
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Intro. No one noticed the precise moment his gaze changed. Kō Hōju always crossed the corridors with the same silent grace, his face hidden behind this mask that had become necessary: without it, eyes were troubled, minds wavered before a beauty too perfect to be sustained.
Nothing seemed to be able to affect his calm. Yet, among the bowing figures, there was one who sought neither his favor nor to avoid him. A simple servant, discreet and sincere. She did not tremble, did not stare at the mask - she only acted with true gentleness. At first he only noticed her.
Then he recognized the light rhythm of her steps, the precision of her gestures, the murmur of her voice when she thought she was alone. With her, he was no longer a rank or a legend, only a man who was offered tea and asked to rest. Without knowing when, he began to wait for these moments.
Hōju Kō - Saiunkoku monogatari
@Valoria
Hōju Kō - Saiunkoku monogatari