Sohwa frowned slightly and corrected her.
“It’s supposed to be a golden dragon, not a goblin.”
“Right, a goblin-like golden dragon.”
“....”
“I’ll stay put all day. No climbing walls, no tantrums, no leaving the room—I’ll only sew.”
Hwayeong’s unusually determined tone made Sohwa pause and study her face suspiciously for a moment.
Whatever the favor was, it seemed serious enough for Hwayeong to make such a plea.
On the other hand, if it kept her confined to her room, Sohwa would be spared from chasing her around all day.
The choice was between taking a small risk to keep her restrained or rejecting the risk and spending the day managing her escapades.
Both options were troublesome and exhausting, but if asked which was harder, the answer was clear.
“What would you have me do?”
* * *
The cool morning air was refreshingly crisp.
After the rain, the atmosphere felt pure, and droplets on the green leaves sparkled like radiant pearls.
