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𝐓𝐇𝐄 secret room of songrim that's held between four walls unfailingly prolonged the silence that wrapped along amidst the living and the dead lurked in, the unpleasant silence that stringed along the perturbing question nearly swallowing up the whole trio in front of the boy who anticipated for an answer.

The question stuck on the thin tightening air of the four, sufficiently intruding them to provide an answer. Nonetheless, a scoff disbelief seeped out from the lips of the girl is all the boy could earn.

" It's nothing for you to worry about, Young master Seo-yul. "

Her firm words indubitably elevating a wall that was invisible to the eyes before by giving out an exceptional weight to his sole name at the end, insinuated with an souvenir of an sweet poisonous smile that plastered upon her lips.

The response to his curiousity─── severed with no comply, parasitizing off the curiousity with utter guilt of something he, himself initiated. Master Park and master Heo exchanged tense glances, holding an uneasy smile by seeing their pupils interaction that's unnervingly contrast to them.

" Master Heo, I should be on my way then. " Paying her respects to the two, she reluctantly turned towards seo-yul for a second and nodded down as she bid goodbye for him as well before turning in her heels to walk away.

" Right! Na-ra, come early in the morning tomorrow to Sejukwon if you can, I have gathered some books from Heo fortress for you. " The valued inscriptions imported from the utmost acclaimed household for their curative secrets and knowledge shared profusely to his pupil, with the intention of sustaining her last name and upsurge the knowledge to her foremost potential.

" I'm afraid I cannot master, I have to visit the palace tomorrow to meet the crown prince. " Weight of the title in last word of hers holding down the gaze of the one that stood beside. " I see....Then come by in the evening if you can, if I'm not there Hye-seon will hand it to you."

" I will. "

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Morning light filtered through the painted latticed windows, casting a soft colourful patterns on the dark wooden floor. Scent of plum blossoms from the courtyard seeping in through the window as it drifts in the sea, mingling with the aroma of fresh tea.

The distant gayageum [traditional Korean zither-like string instrument] notes blending in with birdsong, filling the air with quiet peaceful harmony. For a moment, all is still—serene, unhurried, and bathed in the golden glow of morning. Until it was ruined by the slow creak of the wooden door.

" Young lady, you have a letter from Young master Jang uk "

" He finally remembered his kin? "
Courteously placing aside the white porcelain cup that embodies purity and refinement with an intriguing gaze latched onto the paper, her hands outstretched to receive it.

After reading the remnants of the content inside, she utterly failed to sustain the refinement of a lady inside the four walls as she could not help but to mock at her own brother for the expected news she's been awaiting til now, is in her hands───sooner than she expected.

" It was predictable." Ends of her lips pursued as a mockery. " It says that he ended the training, he's finally leaving from the Arrogant Buddhist. Fortune for him─if he tries to take my words atleast from now on. "

Tossing aside the letter to her pile of discarded ruined papers negligently, she gracefully attained back the white porcelain teacup into her hands. Deciphering in the delightful news before taking a sip of the bitter tea which now, chartered a tinge of sweetness at the end.

" Young-hee, I'm in a pleasant mood today so, how about we go to Chwiseonru after meeting the crown prince?? Uk will be there since he can't seem to find his way to his own household by now." Eager to see the humbled man who objectively turned down her words and was acquired the same words of refusal just as she warned, her gaze glinted with the lustre of her being the right one as always.

" No sister other than you in this world would be so eager to watch the agony of her same blood. " Young-hee, the personal maid of the Lady of Jang household, weighed in her words as if her words were to be raised from another─the tongue would be still intact in thier mouth.

In birth, blood and nobility young-hee was far inferior to Na-ra, yet it didn't stop her from essentially controlling the decisions for her lady in the outright approval of her lady, herself.

Na-ra has always been conflicted when it comes to her own priorities, the struggle to choose the power in hierarchy while her desires of heart stringed back──And Young-hee, inferior to Na-ra as she is, found to be coherent where the power lies in hierarchy stood to single out in her lady's life as much as she loathed the specific work.

A year younger as she is from her lady, she never even once brandished naivety
from the second the older lend her a hand to the life she favorably lives for to serve. Her entire life gravitated towards her lady from the moment their blank gaze spoke, and she found it awfully pleasant to live for.

" I'm maybe a horrible being── but I'll continue to be so. " Her voice dripping with something more near to animosity, til her gaze leaped to the mirror where her facade unveiled. " If it means to be this beautiful. "

" No one in this kingdom would dare to call you the──flower of Daeho, if they hear your words now. " The assertion of her maid's words riveting to shield her own face, the very much truth that's concealed behind the rose tinted glass that could not be shattered dwelling upon.

" But I am the flower of Daeho. If they fail to see the thorns created from the very soil they nurtured, that's on them, not me." Warding off the accusations pointed towards her to the people that glorified her premised by the tinted glass, her gaze scrutinized the twitch in her maid's brows for a second──agitation.

" Does that aspect of mine, makes you uneasy? " A scrupulous inquiry, the answer 'yes, it does' would be sane but perilous under the perusal gaze. Regardless, the retort was the opposite from a girl who found it to be endearing where her lady chose to reveal her thoughts to her. Her alone.

" The tangibility of you being the soon to be betrothed to the crown prince and be the crown princess to this people should be──" Her words precise, that the lingering touch of veracity clear. "──but when does this people deserves more than you."

" This is why I like you. "

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