Dawn filtered softly through the golden rooftops of the capital. A warm breeze traveled through the alleys, carrying the first whispers of the new life that Suwei held within. Tree leaves danced as if wanting to announce the news, and cherry blossoms fell silently, covering the paths with a pink mantle. Every movement, every whisper of the city, seemed to vibrate with a secret that could not yet be spoken aloud.
In the Yueji House, the headquarters of the sages of the lotus and butterfly, the atmosphere was different. The high priestess moved with a solemn step, her gaze fixed on the water of the sacred ponds, which reflected the sky like a mirror. Her fingers brushed the surface of the fountain, causing tiny ripples that expanded slowly, as if remembering that something important had changed.
"The balance has shifted," she declared, her voice firm and serene. "The lotus has germinated... and this time, it will not be a solitary flower."
