The morning sun rose gently over the Duke Residence, painting the courtyards in warm golden light.
But today—
The atmosphere was different.
—
Not calm.
Not quiet.
—
Alive.
—
Servants rushed back and forth.
Maids carried trays filled with silk cloth, red ribbons, golden ornaments.
Boxes of sweets were stacked neatly along the corridors.
Ink, brushes, and scrolls were laid out carefully on long wooden tables.
—
Today—
Was the beginning of Gua Da Li preparations.
The formal exchange of betrothal gifts.
—
A symbol of promise.
A declaration to the world.
A union between two families.
—
And inside the residence—
Excitement overflowed.
—
The Courtyard of Preparations
The main courtyard had been transformed.
Red silk draped across pillars.
Lanterns hung neatly in rows.
Long tables were filled with gifts waiting to be arranged.
—
The Duchess stood at the center.
Calm.
Elegant.
But her eyes—
Sharp and focused.
—
"No, no—this box goes with the jewelry set!"
