A magnificent white tiger padded into the room, its sleek fur gleaming like fresh snow under moonlight. Piercing blue eyes swept over the space before locking onto the untouched meal on the table.
With one fluid motion, the beast lowered its head and devoured the poisoned duck in a single gulp; graceful, powerful, and utterly fearless.
Zhao Yun clapped her hands with satisfaction, dropping to her knees and wrapping her arms around the tiger's massive neck.
"Dixie, now you're satisfied, right? Good boy, good boy—who's the best boy?" she cooed, nuzzling into the thick, luxurious fur.
The usually aloof Princess Soho, caught in the warmth of the moment, brightened with genuine curiosity. "Zhao Yun, let me pet him too!"
"Sure, sure, come—he likes being scratched behind the ears," Zhao Yun grinned, scooting aside slightly.
Together, the two young women crowded around Dixie, their hands buried in his fur as he purred in approval, the deep, rumbling sound resonating in the air.
