By the time Lee Yeong finally brought Yeon Joo into the principal chamber of the summer palace, the tiredness she had ignored for most of the day had begun catching up with her all at once. Her feet ached from walking through the poorer district, her shoulders were stiff from crouching beside patients, and the loose hairstyle Min-ah had arranged that morning had become untidy enough that several strands clung stubbornly around her face. The faint smell of wood smoke from Eunuch Jang's porridge fire had followed her into the carriage as well, mixing with dust, herbs and everything else she had collected while treating Lee Hyeom and wandering through the neighbourhood.
