Wintermoon
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Hwi stood on the narrow wooden space, stretching his limbs as he inhaled the crisp morning air. Back in the Mir Kingdom, he had been suppressing his madness with pills manufactured by the imperial physicians, but even that remedy was reaching its limit. The medicine they presented each year grew increasingly potent, and one of the side effects of such a strong concoction was the inability to sleep deeply or for any significant length of time. It hadn't always been this way. There was a time…- 19.8 K • Ongoing
- “Mmm……” “Shh…… It’s alright.” Perhaps feeling confined by the tight embrace, Yoo-ha moaned in his sleep. Ye-hwi infused a bit more heat into the brazier hovering in the center of the room and gently stroked Yoo-ha’s back. He spoke softly, his voice a low murmur as if soothing a fitful child. Seong Yoo-ha was a man who succumbed to the cold easily. Even though winter had yet to fully arrive, he spent every night curled into a tight ball. His sleep was usually so…
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- A mere servant throwing foul water at the son of the patriarch? Hwi watched, curious to see how Yoo-ha would react. To his disappointment, Yoo-ha simply brushed the droplets of filth from his sleeve without a word. Then, he quietly lifted his head and fixed his gaze on something in the distance. Who is he looking at? Ah... the half-brother. That bastard must have ordered this. Following Yoo-ha’s cold, hollow gaze, Hwi glanced briefly at the brother before quickly shifting his…
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- “Did you say you are from the Pung-u Merchant Guild?” “I did.” “Please, this way. Right this way!” Yoo-ha followed the owner into the inner office. Hwi moved to follow, but Yoo-ha raised a hand to stop him, leaving him alone with the clerk. Left to his own devices, Hwi turned to the man. “What is this 'Pung-u Merchant Guild'?” “You’ve never heard of them?” the clerk asked, incredulous. “I am asking because I do not know.” “Are you not…
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- Ye-hwi, reading the report by the flickering light of the candle Geon-seo had brought, easily grasped the warrior’s meaning and looked up. “No. That would only invite trouble.” “Pardon? Are the people of this house mistreating you, Your Highness?” “No. Quite the opposite.” “Sir?” Hwi considered the reality of the annex. Not long ago, because the portion of porridge for the ailing nanny seemed insufficient, Yong-rae had scooped a single extra ladle of…
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- The annex where Seong Yoo-ha resided had been built for summer use, and as such, it was tucked away in a deep, shaded hollow. Unlike the main house, where a variety of seasonal flowers ensured a constant display of blooms, the few plants surrounding the annex blossomed briefly in the heat of summer before withering away. In truth, the lack of flowers was not the problem. Because the annex was so poorly maintained, thick weeds had begun to choke out even the highly surviving flora. Yong-rae and the…
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- “That man only did it because he was ordered to. If I stir up trouble for no reason, the only people who will suffer are those around me.” “What do you mean?” “I mean that I cannot be by Yong-rae’s, Nanny’s, or your side every hour of the day.” Hwi’s eyes narrowed. Did that mean the bastards of the main house harassed the annex servants the moment Yoo-ha’s back was turned? “Shall I order one more?” Hwi watched Yoo-ha in silence. The man sat…
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- "I need to go to the market." "Yeah." "……Hwi, I said I need to go to the market." "I heard you." Yoo-ha sighed inwardly, preparing to explain that he intended for Hwi to follow him. However, Yong-rae, returning from the perimeter wall after finishing the laundry, was a step faster. "You half-wit bastard! What do you mean 'I heard you'?! Obviously, you're supposed to escort the Young Master there and back! And who lies sprawled out like that in front of their master? Get…
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- "Oh, Young Master Yoo-ha." The memory was still bitter. On a day of heavy rain, Yoo-ha’s half-sister, Seong So-yoon, had suddenly demanded a snack and sent Yoo-ha’s nanny out to the market to fetch it. She had an army of her own servants to command; Yoo-ha had burned with the urge to demand why she had specifically targeted his elderly nanny, but his position was too precarious to risk such a confrontation. The nanny had trudged to the market in the downpour, only to slip on the…
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- "Young Master Yoo-ha." An elderly maidservant hurried out to greet him the moment he arrived. "How is Grandmother?" "She woke only a short while ago, sir." Yoo-ha nodded and entered the room. The elderly woman, who had been staring wistfully out the window, turned her head. Her benevolent face broke into a bright smile the moment she saw him. "My Yoo-ha is here." "The wind is cold, Grandmother. Why are you sitting so close to the draft?" "Cold? This much is…
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