( wen qing in turn struggles to seem more relaxed, so used to never letting the mask slip. it doesn't matter how much time she has spent outside of palace walls — some habits are simply more difficult to break.
still, she hopes to put them both at ease and starts by relaxing her shoulders, no longer keeping her back as stiff as a board with her arms folded in front of her politely. she reaches for the still-hot teapot and pours simple barley tea in small glass cups. having something to do with her hands helps. )
I am — pleased to see you well, ( she finally offers, lifting her gaze off her cup as she holds it close to her face, letting the steam briefly settle on her skin. )
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still, she hopes to put them both at ease and starts by relaxing her shoulders, no longer keeping her back as stiff as a board with her arms folded in front of her politely. she reaches for the still-hot teapot and pours simple barley tea in small glass cups. having something to do with her hands helps. )
I am — pleased to see you well, ( she finally offers, lifting her gaze off her cup as she holds it close to her face, letting the steam briefly settle on her skin. )
I have been thinking about our messages.