Chapter 33 - White Plum Blossom (2)

The door creaked open. A small hand reached inside.

＂M-My Lord."

It was the servant with the still-healing scar. The child, whose cheek was still slightly swollen, shyly offered something.

＂A sweet...would you like one...?＂

They hesitated, their movements uncertain. Jeok Un knew that hesitation. He'd seen it before, and I know what it means.

The child remembered the past better than he thought.

Especially the things I failed to do.

Those below are like that. I was the same. How much effort did it take to avoid being hit?

Jeok Un stared at the sweets in the child's hand. Five in total. The way they fidgeted with them was endearing.

...My sister, too...