“Hm... I was just wondering if His Highness might step outside. Maybe it’s too warm for him?”
“And if he does come out, then what?”
“Well, I thought I’d... greet him....”
Before she could finish her sentence, a thought struck her: ‘Why does Sohwa’s voice sound so much deeper?’
Before the realization fully dawned, something struck her lightly on the head.
“Ow!”
“So, are you planning to openly climb the wall even in broad daylight now?”
Sinyeong tapped Hwayeong lightly on the forehead with the edge of his fan, muttering that she still had a long way to go.
Hwayeong turned around, rubbing her forehead, visibly annoyed.
“Why do you keep hitting me on the head?”
“Because you keep sticking your head out. If it’s sticking out, shouldn’t I help push it back in?”
“Well, why don’t you just kick me out then?”
“No.”
“Do you really think it’s acceptable to treat an innocent commoner like this?”
“Yes.”
