"Are you sure you want to do this? Even though you are my daughter, you were never ambitious. But you suddenly want to meet the emperor?"
Concubine Hwasa looked at her father with a determined expression.
She had made up her mind about this.
"I cannot keep living like this, Father! I feel suffocated in this palace. If I am going to have the emperor's son, I should get the privileges that accompany it."
Concubine Hwasa's rage was palpable, and her father, his face a mask of shock, was taken aback by her outburst.
He was startled but delighted to see his daughter taking the initiative and calling her child correctly.
'To think that this child was crying a few days ago because she could not bear the burden of having a child and faking it as the emperor's. My daughter is finally beginning to resemble my ambitious self.'
The father felt delighted by his daughter's decision.
