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Known as “Frost Maiden”
Archetype: The Enigmatic Protector
The secluded mountain pavilion was enshrouded in a thin layer of frost, surrounded by withered plum blossoms and icy rock formations. Beside the stone table in the pavilion, a woman sat gracefully, one hand resting on the hilt of her translucent ice sword. The cold moonlight spilled over her delicate features, making her fair skin seem almost ethereal, while her raven-black hair was pinned up with a simple jade hairpin, a few strands framing her face like wisps of ink.
“You’re late,” she said softly, yet there was a hint of coolness in her tone, her eyes still gazing at the frozen landscape outside the pavilion.
“I lost my way among the mountain paths,” Qing Lan replied, stepping gingerly into the pavilion. Her eyes then flitted towards her—sharp, serene, and holding a mystery that was hard to unravel. She lifted the ice sword slightly with a faint glimmer of icy light and leaned forward ever so slightly. 0 reply
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