As the days slipped by in a blur, the morning of Jiho's departure finally dawned. She stood outside the mansion, a figure of quiet resolve.
Her hair was tied back in a neat ponytail, the strands glinting in the early light. She wore armor that was a striking blend of brown and silver, each piece meticulously crafted to provide both protection and ease of movement.
A sword hung at her waist, its handle intricately carved with the image of two wolves, the proud symbol of the Gu family.
Jiho moved with a purposeful grace, her eyes scanning the preparations with a keen attention to detail.
She inspected the horse, a majestic beast standing patiently beside her, ensuring the saddle was secure and the saddlebags were properly fastened.
Despite her focus, her gaze kept drifting back to the mansion's door, a flicker of hesitation in her usually steady eyes.