Sohwa stopped and gave Hwayeong a look of utter disbelief.
Realizing her slip, Hwayeong quickly corrected herself.
“Okay, okay, that was too much. Let’s move on. If illness and death are off the table, then... Should I just set the concubines’ quarters on fire?”
“....”
“No, that’s a bit extreme. How about letting my hair down and running around like a lunatic in the middle of the night?”
Hwayeong’s logic was that a Crown Princess must appear composed and rational, so acting insane might get her dismissed.
Sohwa finally grasped what Hwayeong was trying to say.
“...Would you like to go for a walk instead, Miss?”
Hwayeong’s face immediately brightened.
“Really? Can we?”
“Yes, let’s go. There’s nothing else to do, anyway.”
Sohwa spoke with the tone of someone placating a restless child, and Hwayeong lit up as she got to her feet.
“Let’s go, then!”
As Hwayeong eagerly headed for the door, Sohwa sighed and set the damp cloth aside.
