"Hmm," Jingliu hummed, her sharp gaze fixed on your figure and its movements.

She was a goddess of the moon, while you were known for ruling over the purest bodies of water — the goddess of the sea.

Jingliu preferred solitude, yet she didn't mind watching your performance. She could spend countless hours marvelling at your body's flawless movement in conjunction with the waves and the way your dress shimmered in the pale light of the moon.

She longed to be included in your beautiful dance.