Red has always been one of Soyong’s favorite colors and she loves to use different tones in her clothes and makeup, and even in embroidery with bright flowers or a beautiful sunset. And of course, her dreams of the King were filled with a beautiful scarlet Gonryongpo.
Now Soyong rejects the red jeogori Court Lady Choi offers for the royal conference. Instead, Soyong uses a matte green one with a pastel yellow chima and jewelry inspired by the forest leaves. It’s not her usual fierce look when she goes to battle, but the blood from her nightmare doesn’t let go and she doesn’t need an extra source of anxiety.
“How do I look?” Soyong asks her friends once Yeon finishes applying an intense pink balm on her lips.
“Like a fairy,” Hong Yeon quickly responds, causing Soyong’s shy smile.
People rarely called her that because of her bad temper in the past. “Harpy” was the word servants in the palace liked the most. Her father used to refer to her as a quivering doe for her delicate and obeying nature when she was still living in her natal home. Her orabeoni loved nothing more than to tease her, calling her a stubborn mule.
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