He stared down at her, saying nothing.
Clever, yes. But reckless and extreme, too.
He couldn’t help but worry that with a personality like hers, life in the palace might prove dangerous.
Just then, a door creaked open behind her.
With the garden so dense with flowers and trees, this corner remained mostly hidden unless approached directly—but just in case, they took a small step apart.
The quiet steps drew closer until the same court lady from earlier finally appeared through the trees.
“Pardon the interruption, Your Highness, milady. Her Majesty has summoned Your Highness at once.”
“Me?”
“Yes, Your Highness.”
Sinyeong hesitated, reluctant even though he knew he had a mountain of things to discuss with his mother.
Sensing this, Hwayeong gently nudged him forward.
“You should go. I’ll take my leave as well.”
“...Will that... thing be there again tonight?”
Too embarrassed to say ‘letter’ in front of the court lady, he mumbled.
Hwayeong nodded.
“Yes.”
