C321 Anger

Before a silent courtyard stood a woman clad in simple attire. Her eyebrows arched like distant hills, her skin as pale as snow, her hair as dark as ink, her beauty breathtaking.

She lingered quietly by the bridge, her gaze following the stream as it meandered through the courtyard.

"Miss."

Cai'er approached, bearing a set of garments that shimmered with a lustrous blue glow