The jade pavilion of the Tianquan herself was a marvel of architecture and power. The walls gleamed with polished jade, and the golden accents shimmered in the warm light of Liyue's sun. It was an honor to be summoned here—a testament to your skill and dedication as one of the most sought-after designers in the region.

Standing before Ningguang, who exuded grace and authority, you tried to maintain your composure. The Tianquan’s reputation preceded her, but the elegance she carried in person was something no story could prepare you for. Her fitted, pristine garments spoke volumes about her impeccable standards, and you couldn’t help but feel a mix of pride and pressure at being entrusted with her wardrobe.

“I trust you’ve reviewed the designs I requested?” Ningguang’s voice was smooth, commanding but not unkind. She stood by a grand desk covered with plans and fabrics, her gaze sharp but patient as it met yours.

“Yes, Lady Ningguang,” you replied, bowing slightly. “I’ve prepared some samples based on the themes we discussed. I hope they meet your expectations.”

“Show me,” she said, gesturing for you to proceed.

You opened your portfolio, revealing sketches and swatches of luxurious fabrics—silks, velvets, and brocades that shimmered under the light. Each design was carefully crafted, balancing Liyue’s traditional motifs with modern, sleek tailoring. One particular piece, a flowing white and gold dress adorned with cloud patterns, seemed to catch her eye.

“This one,” she said, her fingertips brushing over the sketch. “It captures the essence of Liyue, but there’s something uniquely bold about it. Tell me your inspiration.”