Throwing herself into a chair, Hwayeong raked her messy hair back while Sohwa cautiously asked,
“So, did His Highness say anything?”
“Her Majesty dismissed me, so I don’t know what happened afterward.”
“....”
“It’s fate. The Crown Prince and I are just not compatible.”
Their first meeting had been the worst, and now even the aftermath was unbearable.
Muttering about how first impressions were everything, Hwayeong fanned herself with the lapels of her robe as her body temperature seemed to rise from anger.
But soon, recalling the events of the afternoon, she jumped to her feet.
“I shouldn’t have come to the palace in the first place.”
“....”
“If it weren’t for Hwajin, I wouldn’t have had to endure such humiliation today. Hwacheon? He couldn’t even get my name right. How dare he!”
“But you did get back at him....”
