He enormous task she'd just assigned.
Once the foyer had cleared, leaving only Lu Yuze, the children, and a few lingering servants maintaining discreet distance, Shuyin finally acknowledged her own exhaustion. The morning had stretched past noon, it was already past one in the afternoon, and none of them had properly rested since the chaos began at breakfast. "Now," she said, her voice carrying a hint of the tiredness she'd been suppressing, "we all need proper showers and clean clothes before we do anything else."
They made their way through familiar corridors toward the west wing where their shared room was located. The mansion felt subtly different now, less oppressive somehow, as if Shuyin's declaration of reclamation had already begun shifting the atmosphere.
