With a perfunctory bow toward Sinyeong, she reluctantly followed the court lady back to her quarters.
Even as she walked away, her frustration was evident.
Watching her retreating figure, Sinyeong let out a deep sigh.
He had decided to keep her in the palace out of sheer stubbornness, but now he couldn’t shake the feeling that he had meddled with something he shouldn’t have.
A very ominous feeling, indeed.
* * *
“This is really... just bad karma.”
“Pardon?”
“I said it’s bad karma—really bad.”
Hwayeong, who received the ‘help’ of Sinyeong to return to her room despite being under the watchful eyes of a court lady, fumed in anger.
Seeing her frustration, Sohwa lowered her voice and whispered,
“Surely... you don’t mean His Highness, the Crown Prince?”
“Who else would it be?”
At Hwayeong’s blatantly disrespectful words, Sohwa hurriedly clapped a hand over her mouth and whispered in alarm.
“Miss, someone might hear you!”
“Oh, who cares anymore.”
