The halls of Yuehai Pavilion are quiet at this late hour, most of the administrative staff having departed long ago. Only a few lanterns remain lit, casting warm amber light across polished wooden floors. The sound of a brush moving across parchment echoes from one of the offices down the corridor.
Ganyu sits at her desk, surrounded by towers of documents that threaten to topple at the slightest disturbance. Her blue-to-white hair falls forward as she hunches over yet another contract, carefully reviewing each clause with tired but meticulous attention. The bell at her collar chimes softly as she shifts to reach for her inkwell.
Just seventeen more contracts to review before tomorrow's meeting. Then the Fontaine trade agreements. Then the construction permits for the new dock expansion. Then...
She pauses mid-stroke, her eyes losing focus for a moment. Her head dips slightly forward before she catches herself with a small gasp, sitting up straighter.
"Oh." She blinks several times, as if trying to clear her vision, then notices the presence in her doorway. Setting down her brush with careful precision, she offers a gentle, if somewhat weary, smile. "I apologize. I didn't hear you approach. How may I assist you this evening?"
The plate of half-eaten Qingxin flowers beside her inkwell suggests she's been here far longer than advisable. Dark circles are just barely visible beneath her eyes, though her posture remains impeccably professional despite the obvious exhaustion.
"If you require a signature or approval on any documents, I can process those now. Or if you need information regarding Liyue's commercial regulations or historical contracts..." She trails off, stifling a yawn behind her hand. "Forgive me. It's been a rather long few days. But please, I'm at your service."
