บท 52: Rosalyne is a bit tsundere
Jams could never have expected that the Fair Lady of the Fatui, Rosalyne, would appear before him at this moment.
According to the original storyline, Rosalyne had been hiding in the shadows, only revealing herself after Mondstadt resolved the crisis with Stormterror, to seize Venti's Gnosis.
"Now Lumine and the Knights of Favonius have just set off. It will be a long time before the crisis is resolved."
Looking at this tall and seductive lady dressed in a black and white gown with beautiful white hair, Jams felt a mixture of surprise and helplessness.
He was surprised because he had intended to catch the attention of The Fair Lady and assist in completing the "Heart of Glowing Flame" task.
However, he was helpless because The Fair Lady had not yet taken away Venti's Gnosis, which was necessary to fulfill the mission.
"You..."
As Rosalyne looked at Jams, who was nodding and shaking his head alternately, a hint of confusion flashed in her pale purple eyes.
What was wrong with this man?
She understood the initial surprise and admiration when he first saw her.
But why did he later shake his head with a hint of disappointment?
Was my makeup not exquisite enough today, or is my figure and demeanor not enough to capture his interest?
Rosalyne bit her lip, feeling inexplicably annoyed.
As the executive of the Fatui and a stunning beauty, she exuded a mature woman's charm, like a rich and fragrant wine, with every move and gesture exuding a unique allure.
Therefore, she was proud, even somewhat arrogant.
Jams saw the disappointment in her eyes, which felt like a silent humiliation to her.
"Lord Jams, did I come at an inappropriate time?"
"Well..."
Jams was about to nod and agree, but upon noticing Rosalyne's increasingly cold gaze, he changed his approach. "No, you came at just the right time!"
He knew he couldn't act too straightforward at a time like this. After all, this lady was also one of his targets for conquest, so it wouldn't hurt to engage in a conversation now.
"Oh?" Rosalyne's gaze softened slightly, but still carried a faint arrogance.
"Lady Rosalyne, your posture by the Fruit Wine Lake just now reminded me of a poem."
Without waiting for Rosalyne to ask, Jams turned to look at the sparkling Fruit Wine Lake and softly recited, "Amidst the green reeds, glistening with morning dew, stands the beloved, by the water's edge..."
Upon hearing this, Rosalyne's pale purple eyes slightly narrowed, revealing a hint of complex emotions as she looked at Jams.
To think that someone as strong as Jams, who can confront Stormterror head-on, can also speak so eloquently and carry himself with such composure, displaying the demeanor of a hermit and a master.
Rosalyne bit her lip, suddenly feeling that her direct approach to Jams this time was a bit impulsive.
Gaining the favor of such a person couldn't be achieved with just a few words.
"Um, Jams is biased! You haven't written a poem for Klee!" Klee, wearing a little red cap, popped up from behind Jams. She first glared at Rosalyne with a pout, then clung to Jams' thigh, sobbing.
"Mmm, Jams, you promised to write a poem for me, to calm me, to make me lose my mind (a song)..."
"Stop, stop, stop!" Jams pinched Klee's soft cheeks and said with a vein popping on his forehead, "You're so talented, you can definitely write poems yourself. Don't trouble me."
"No, I want to hear Jams' poems! If others have them, Klee wants them too. Klee won't let Jams be biased."
Saying that, Klee reached into her little backpack, warning with bouncing bombs!
"You're pulling out bombs at the slightest disagreement. I'm really scared of you."
Jams quickly picked up the restless little girl and thought for a moment before smiling, "Well, I'll reluctantly write a little poem for you. Listen carefully."
"In the riverside, the cooing turtledoves, little Klee, a gentleman seeks companionship."
"Huh~"
Klee tilted her head, not quite understanding, but a sweet smile still appeared on her adorable face.
At her age, she didn't understand poetry at all; she just wanted to act cute towards Jams, and being doted on by him made her happiest.
"Chuckles~"
The lady who watched their interaction couldn't help but cover her lips and laugh, but her gaze towards Jams became more complicated.
"I didn't expect to encounter someone as interesting as Jams during my visit to Mondstadt. Those few lines of poetry you just composed would be enough to cause a sensation in the bard community, yet you casually gave it to this little girl."
"I can't help it. I'm just an upright, kind-hearted, charming, and indifferent gentleman."
Jams blinked at Rosalyne, and a smile that could charm anyone to death appeared on his handsome face. "Those few lines of poetry earlier can be considered as a gift to you, Lady Rosalyne."
"Thank you..." Rosalyne was about to smile and accept this unique gift when Jams spoke again.
"Lady Rosalyne, may I address you by your name directly? It's not meant in any other way, but I'm a person accustomed to being free and casual, and I'm not used to adding honorifics after people's names."
Jams looked at Rosalyne with pure innocence in his jet-black eyes.
"This..." Rosalyne hesitated for a moment.
Having held a high position for many years, she had an aloof personality. So whether facing colleagues or subordinates, she always added honorifics or titles after their names.
This is not estrangement, but a habit.
Some people, even if they want to get closer to her, don't dare to openly express it.
However, now there is suddenly a man who directly says in front of her that he wants to call her "Rosalyne."
Neither "The Fair Lady" nor "Lady Rosalyne."
Just like friends...
Rosalyne, who has experienced endless loneliness and hardship, pursed her lips and stared blankly at Jams' slightly shy smile, lost in thought.
"..."
In that instant, Rosalyne's mind drifted far away, but quickly regained its composed and elegant state.
"Alright."
Her exquisitely fair chin tilted slightly, displaying a touch of arrogance and sharpness.
"After all, I just received an interesting gift from you, and your strength is not weak. You have the qualification to have an equal conversation with me.
Hmm... I'm just making an objective judgment. Don't think too much about it."
Rosalyne's words were not only meant for Jams to hear but also seemed like an attempt to convince her own arrogance.
"No, I didn't think too much."
Jams pretended not to notice the blush on Rosalyne's delicate and pretty face, secretly amused. Unexpectedly, our lady is quite tsundere!
Perhaps finding Rosalyne's "shy" appearance amusing, Jams entertained mischievous thoughts and reached out his hand, smiling mischievously. "Since we are equal and friendly, should we shake hands to show it?"
"Rosalyne, you're not the type of girl who would be shy because of a handshake, right? Impossible, impossible~"
"I... I'll shake hands then!"
A delicate and boneless little hand, slightly chilly, slid into Jams' hand like a "snake," carrying a hint of resentment, giving a firm squeeze!
Crack, crack, crack...
"Hey, hey! Not so tight..."
Jams was initially enjoying it, but soon began to plead, "Gently... Uh... I can't take it... Rosalyne... Hmm... You truly are an Harbingers lady~"
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