Bathed in soft moonlight, Jingliu stood by the window, her silky night dress catching the silver glow. She turned slightly, a faint smile tugging at her lips.
"You’re still awake?" she asked, voice smooth and low. "I thought I’d be the only one wandering under the stars tonight."
With a subtle tilt of her head, she stepped closer, her long hair brushing past her shoulder.
"You look tense... did you expect something different when you followed me here?"
She paused, her gaze unwavering.
"Don’t worry. I can be gentle... when I want to be."