“So you're telling me there’s been a rumor going around that I’m... involved with His Highness?”
“Yes.”
“Since when?”
“I couldn’t tell you exactly. All I know is, I went to drop off your laundry, and for once the court ladies were being unusually friendly. They even gave me some dried fruit and said things like, ‘Hope you’ll look after us once you’re in the palace.’ So I asked what they were talking about, and apparently, everyone thinks your place in the palace is already decided. You can imagine my reaction.”
Hwayeong, seated across from Sohwa, furrowed her brow. No matter how she looked at it, it still made no sense.
“So what exactly are they basing this on?”
