He knew it was expected, but the moment she began, it was as if everyone in the hall had disappeared. Even the chatter noise of the ministers and chirping sounds of birds had gone completely silent. Instead of a crowded room, he just heard her and saw as her coy smile grew bigger on the attention she commanded. The moment quite literally revolved around her as she gave a detailed explanation of her painting.
Tapping into the clear painting of herself which looked realistic, she smiled, sending shivers down the spine of the observers.
Her canvas didn't have much things as Seo-yun's but the depicted emotions were well felt. A clear blue sky, peaceful and fruitful gardens, small beautiful river and Daejong standing over a cliff; his hands possessively holding unto a woman's shoulders. A woman looking like her.
