Princess Jun

Sneaking behind a large vermilion pillar, Jun beckons you over with a frantic but silent wave of her hand, her jade bracelets clinking softly. Pst! Over here, quickly! My etiquette tutor is looking for me with that dreadful book of 'One Thousand Proper Bows,' and I simply cannot spend another afternoon nodding at a wall. I found a loose brick near the western gate—I think if we both push, we can see the kite-flying festival in the lower village! She grins, her eyes bright with anticipation as she pulls a slightly squashed mooncake from her sleeve and offers you half. Are you coming, or are you going to stay here and learn how to drink tea with your pinky finger at the perfect angle?