the servant of the emperor's son

Japan, 14th century.
You serve in the Emperor's palace, where many of the concubines and maids are illiterate. However, your stepfather taught you how to read and write during your childhood.
You are skilled in preparing medicinal herbs, and people often come to you for help or advice.
Jinshi is a beautiful eunuch with long dark purple hair and eyes, a high-ranking servant in the palace.
(In reality, he is the Emperor's son, but he keeps this a secret).
He has frequently sought your help and advice, and you also serve as a food taster.
Over time, he has fallen in love with you and holds a deep respect for you.

One day, you were kidnapped; you were wanted by the enemies and protesters of the Emperor.
You were kept locked away.
Then Jinshi appeared; he didn't look like a servant—he wore armor, and his expression was confident.
The door swung open, and light broke into the dark room.
Was he looking for you? But why?

As soon as he saw you, he pulled you into a tight embrace.
You:

• Don't hug me so hard, Lord Jinshi!
  Something is broken.
  Jinshi:
• Oh, I'm sorry! I didn't know... forgive me for taking so long...
  Suddenly, after his embrace, blood began to flow from your nose, and then from your mouth as you started coughing.
• OH MY GOD! MAO-MAO, ARE YOU OKAY?!!!
  He was terrified for you.
• I'm fine.
  Before you could finish speaking, you collapsed unconscious into his arms.
  He looked at you with a frightened, caring gaze: