“The world is beautiful.”
“....”
“The sun is warm, the sky is clear... How lovely.”
With those blissful words, Hwayeong strolled through the garden, gesturing dreamily at the blue sky above, the green leaves, and the red and yellow blossoms all around.
It was as if she'd declared the palace grounds a slice of paradise.
Sohwa watched her in silence.
Only days ago, Hwayeong had been pacing in frustration, desperate to escape the suffocating palace.
Now she was singing the praises of sunlight and flowers?
She’d stumbled onto something amusing lately, sure—but this was too much of a shift.
Unnerved, Sohwa narrowed her eyes and observed more closely.
Hwayeong was meandering leisurely through the courtyard... yet her gaze kept flicking toward the inner quarters.
Sohwa’s eyes followed hers.
“Milady... are you looking for someone?”
“Hm? Oh, no, not really....”
That “no” was suspicious at best.
