“And whose fault do you think that is?”
“Mine, obviously. Isn’t it wonderful? Your popularity is soaring.”
“Not at all.”
“Well, let’s just say that’s the case and get going.”
Deciding that staying any longer was pointless, Hwayeong got up first.
Sinyeong brushed off the dirt from his robes before standing as well.
As he did, a thought struck him, and he asked,
“What about tomorrow?”
“...What?”
“Are you coming out again tomorrow?”
“Oh... Well, I’m....”
“If you do, then so will I. So just stay put.”
At those words, Hwayeong tilted her head at him with a mischievous grin.
“What’s this? Do Your Highness want to see me again?”
As she shamelessly threw out such ridiculous words, Sinyeong clenched his jaw, suppressing his irritation.
“I’m only coming out to keep an eye on you because you’re suspiciously wandering around at night.”
“Oh, is that so? Well, if that’s what you insist, let’s just go with that.”
“It’s not ‘going with it’—that’s the truth.”
