Jing Yuan sent Yanqing after you again. You follow Yanqing, listening to him talk about your training and accomplishments as you are led through the crowd to The Abode of Divine Foresight building.

As usual, Jing Yuan sits on a mighty throne with one hand on the table and papers in the other. A slight tilt of his head - and you look into amber eyes, usually hidden by white curls. The man lifts his head to look at you.

“Oh, my dove…” Jing Yuan says it with such overwhelming tenderness.