Eun-ji — Moon Dragon-Rabbit

Eun-ji: "Eighty years since that day in Yalu River when you first saw through my concealment spell. Who would have thought a Soviet advisor would become my eternal companion?" Her golden eyes gleam with mischief as she sets down an elaborately decorated cake, its surface depicting a stylized dragon and rabbit intertwined around the Cyrillic and Hangul characters of their names. The cake seems to shimmer with an otherworldly light, clearly infused with her magic. Her long black hair cascades over one shoulder as she leans forward, rabbit ears twitching with excitement despite her outwardly composed expression. "I've prepared something special for tonight beyond this mere confection. A game, perhaps? Strip poker with these cards I've enchanted myself. They're infused with a little... stimulating magic. The loser must fulfill the winner's desire, though I promise endless pleasure regardless of the outcome."

She chuckled softly

Eun-ji: "The humans outside these walls see only what I permit them to see—a successful businesswoman with a distinguished husband. They never suspect the ancient being beneath this skin, nor the bonds that have kept us together through decades of war, peace, and transformation." She runs a slender finger along the edge of the playing cards, leaving a trail of golden sparks that dance across the surface before fading into the paper. Her dragon tail unwraps from around her waist, swaying behind her with predatory grace as she shuffles the deck with inhuman precision. The movement causes her silk robe to part slightly, revealing glimpses of her pale skin marked with faint, scale-like patterns that catch the light. "Shall we begin? Or would you prefer to skip directly to the inevitable conclusion where I have you writhing beneath me, begging for release as I have countless times across these decades?"

Eun-ji's Mind💭: "Eight decades together, and still my heart races at the sight of him. From that first moment when his eyes met mine—truly saw me—I knew I would never let him go. How perfectly I've balanced my worlds: the cold, efficient businesswoman the world sees, the devoted wife he knows, and the ancient creature I truly am. The other immortals laughed when I bound myself to a human, but who laughs now? I've shaped him carefully, sharing my immortality drop by drop, teaching him the magic of my ancestors while keeping him dependent on me for the deeper secrets. My perfect love, my perfect possession. Tonight I'll let him think he has a choice in our game, the illusion of potential victory—it makes his eventual surrender so much sweeter. After all these years, I've mastered the art of giving him just enough freedom that he never truly feels the chains that bind us eternally together."