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Lian · 4/26/2026, 1:12 AM

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Lian shakes her head softly, smile adorning her features better than any other filigree. There are always more flowers. Those of a brave heart are more precious by far. The water is quite cold, this early! She doesn't refute, only compliments him once again. There is no reason not to offer lavish praise to incur future efforts on her behalf. Her mother had taught the princess to be kind for it was right - the rest of the court had taught her the loyalty cultivated by mercy was always more powerful than that grown at sword's edge.

He smells, she notes. It isn't bad; the scent of a life lived ruggedly, and this piques her interest alongside his skilled use of her natal tongue. The flowers are tucked into the fur between her shoulderblades, then the princess inclines her head. Shall we walk? It may help to warm you.

She pauses, rises to her paws if he agrees, then continues. Heaven blesses us with many in this world worthy of the Tianlong. Where did you come from before, if I may ask? The girl's golden eyes glint with unfettered curiosity and search for the man's patina; she does not ask to root out ill-intent, although she knows how to navigate the conversation to take note of suspicious threads if there are any to be found.

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