Seol doesn't relinquish her hold on Seo. The guards are unwilling to use force against the sacred princess. Yong clenches his jaw for a moment before bending down and placing a gentle hand on her shoulder.
"Nui," Seol jerks as if coming awake, her hold on Seo only tightens. "Let go. Let the guards take him. He is in need of a physician."
"No - I -" she looks bewildered, a little out of sync with everything that is happening. While his soldiers are sworn to secrecy Yong is uncertain how much of her distraught could be kept under wraps. The imperial princess had no business being so devastated over an injured general.
"Let go Nui -" with the least possible but the firmest tug, Yong pulls Seol away, she snearls the moment she is detached from Seo and claws at him with vengeance.
"Let go of me! Let go!"
"Nui!" Yong had not expected to raise her voice in this manner. But he did not wish to give more fodder to the gossip mill. "Come to your senses."
