She briefly considered digging even deeper, to actually see whether she can hit rock bottom.
But seeing Sohwa’s cold, forced smile, she decided against it.
If she pushed her luck any further, Sohwa might actually come after her with a knife between her teeth.
“Shall we go?”
“Yeah, yeah, let’s go.”
With the empress’s words of caution still fresh in her mind, Hwayeong figured she should at least make an effort to behave herself—at least for now.
Even so, she found the entire situation insufferably dull.
Dragging her feet as she walked, she caught sight of a group of women spilling out of the eastern pavilion.
That formation of bodies looked awfully familiar.
She trudged forward, eyes fixed on the approaching group of women, who came to an abrupt halt just a few paces ahead.
At the front of the group, a woman adorned in brilliant finery smiled and spoke.
“We meet again.”
Hwayeong didn’t usually remember people well.
