Before, she’d shown up so often it felt like she was haunting the place.
But now? Nothing.
She wasn’t the type to suddenly mellow out.
So, he’d even discreetly asked the palace maids—unfortunately, she hadn’t been expelled.
Quite the opposite, in fact—they said she’d been on her best behavior.
“It’s too quiet....”
Something about it felt off.
As he glanced again beyond the wall, Sinhui cautiously asked,
“Would it help if there were a bit more noise?”
“No, I hate noise.”
He did—he disliked chaos and disorder.
It was just part of who he was—and the palace, especially Baekryeon Lodge, had always been quiet.
All the same, today’s silence felt different.
Unsettling.
As he sat there, lost in thought, Sinhui spoke again.
“By the way, Brother, have you ever been to the market?”
The question pulled Sinyeong out of his thoughts.
“Hm?”
“I was wondering if you’ve ever been to the market.”
“Oh... A few times. Why do you ask?”
