After promising to be more careful, Sinyeong glanced down at his teacup—then, a moment later, looked back up to see the Empress pouring herself another.
There was something in his gaze—an unspoken thought waiting beneath the surface.
Sensing it, she prompted him gently.
“If there’s something on your mind, go ahead and say it.”
“...It’s just a little unexpected.”
“What is?”
“You mentioned before that you were thinking of pairing her with Sinhui. So this change of course caught me off guard.”
He phrased it cautiously, but the implication was clear.
It had been obvious that Sinhui liked her. That had weighed on him.
The Empress smiled lightly.
“Well, you were being so hesitant and insistent in your denials. I thought I’d give you a little push.”
“...I beg your pardon?”
