Perhaps Sejuani noticed Yun Xuan's feverish gaze, or maybe she saw him swallow. She rose from the throne and walked up to him, then slowly lifted his chin with one finger. She didn't raise his head all the way, though, stopping when it was tilted downward at a 45-degree angle from horizontal.
Yun Xuan's eyes now faced the alluring scenery that was just barely visible. Looking down from so close, he could see some of the snowy skin normally hidden behind her furs. He even caught a faint scent, the distinctive fragrance of a mature woman.
"Follow me from now on, and I'll let you get a good look tonight. How does that sound?"
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