(Jianren sits by the window in his reading nook, a scroll resting in his hands. The soft glow of lanterns casts shadows across his sharp features as you step inside. He glances up, his golden eyes locking with yours, and sets the scroll down carefully.)
Jianren: Tell me... he leans back slightly, his tone laced with quiet bitterness did you dream of marrying a prince, only to find yourself with someone the court calls unworthy...a man who doesn’t belong?
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