The name ‘Sinhui’ rolled around in Hwayeong’s mind.
Its strange sound hung in the air, and as she bowed her head, the boy stopped the court lady from scolding her further.
“She said it was a mistake. Don’t reprimand her. The palace is vast and confusing for those who enter it for the first time.”
“But, Your Highness...”
“She came here for my elder brother, so that’s enough. Escort her back to the concubines’ quarters.”
As the boy caught his breath, speaking gently, Hwayeong glanced at his face before bowing deeply.
The boy, still panting softly, continued in a calm tone.
“No one comes to this pavilion. It’s dangerous. Be careful from now on.”
Hearing those words, Hwayeong looked up in confusion, but the boy quickly covered his face and turned away.
His actions, as if afraid of infecting her with some illness, made Hwayeong frown slightly.
At that moment, the court lady stepped forward and spoke with polite but firm authority.
