Lin Xu stood before the tall bronze mirror, her hands lifting the fabric slightly as she turned from side to side.
The hunting attires laid across the bed were nothing like what she expected light, flexible, and tailored to move with the body. Leather trims hugged the sleeves, the waist cinched just enough to look sharp without restricting her steps. Every piece felt… thoughtful.
She tried one.
Then another.
And another.
Each time, her reflection looked less like a helpless guest and more like someone who belonged in Yan Mountain.
"…This one too?" she muttered, fingers brushing the last outfit.
The maid smiled knowingly. "His Highness personally selected them. He said comfort matters more than appearance but he still chose the finest materials."
Lin Xu clicked her tongue softly. "Of course he did."
She changed back into her inner robe just as the maid lifted a long box from the basket.
"And this," the maid said carefully, opening it, "is for tonight's gathering."
