Celandine and JasmineSky woke up with his mouth pressed against a mattress so thick he felt like he was drowning in feathers. He flailed, suddenly unsure of where he was and why the sunlight coming in through the large window was so yellow. As soon as his feet hit the floor he remembered, and bent to press his elbows against his knees and assert the reality of himself, here, in the Imperial Palace.Celandine and Jasmine by *Nemonus
The ghosts. Jen Zi. Sun Lian.
The Imperial Palace.
And then he smiled, and stretched in the yellow light filtering through the silk hangings. He'd only spent a few nights here so far, but it was a mix of luxury and baffling hierarchy. Servants had servants. The only