Song Jae tried to struggle with all her might, but she had never heard of anyone being kidnapped within the palace walls. She felt incredibly unlucky; if only she had known, she would have stayed in the crowded hall. Now, she had no idea if her captor harbored ill intentions towards her.
After dragging her to a secluded spot, a voice whispered, "I'm about to remove my hand from your mouth. Don't shout, or I'll do something unimaginable." Song Jae's eyes widened in shock as she recognized the familiar voice.
Turning towards the speaker, she finally saw Chul Kwan's face."What are you doing? Why did you bring me here? Do you want rumors to spread about us?" Song Jae bombarded Chul Kwan with questions. "Firstly, don't you know the proper etiquette?
When seeing a member of the royal family, you should at least know how to bow down. Secondly, why would I want rumors about us to spread when you already have a bad reputation?
Thirdly, I brought you here to confirm something." Chul Kwan walked closer to Song Jae, his voice taking on a conspiratorial tone as he bent down, his hot breath touching her ear as he spoke.
Song Jae's ear tingled with discomfort as Chul Kwan's warm breath caressed it, prompting her to swiftly pull back, eager to escape the intimate proximity.
"Did you tell anyone about what happened that day?" upon hearing Chul Kwan's question, Song Jae swiftly responded, her voice filled with apprehension. "Why are you asking, Your Highness?"
Song Jae's eyes narrowed. "Your Highness, did you hear anything about it? I swear on my life that nobody knew about what happened. If the information leaks out, it would have come from your side."
Chul Kwan smiled mischievously, his eyes locking onto Song Jae's anxious face. "No, I heard nothing," he said, his voice tinged with amusement. "I just wanted to confirm."
"And how did you know I was from the royal family?" Chul Kwan asked, She felt a surge of panic as she realized she had inadvertently exposed his true IDENTITY. BUT HOW WAS THAT POSSIBLE?
He had just returned home; so she shouldn't have known anything about him. "How could she possibly know his origin and appearance, considering he'd been gone for five years and his looks had changed so drastically?
'Well, your highness,' Song Jae began, her voice trembling, 'when I met you two weeks ago, I didn't recognize you. It wasn't until I saw you at the Empress Dowager's banquet just now that I realized who you were.'
Chul Kwan's eyes narrowed. He knew she was lying. If she had truly recognized him just now, she would have been shocked, her surprise evident. But he chose to let it slide... for now. There would be time to uncover the truth.
He couldn't explain why he was drawn to this fragile girl. Normally, he had no patience for weak females, and Song Jae epitomized vulnerability. Stepping back, Song Jae finally exhaled the breath she'd been holding.
But her mind was racing with over a thousand questions. Did he believe the lie she'd just told? She'd never been a convincing liar, even in her past life. Whenever she lied to someone, her voice trembled and her hands shook - telltale signs she'd exhibited just now.
From what she recalled from the novel, ...Chul Kwan wasn't a man easily deceived. "Well, is that all, your highness?" Song Jae asked. "Yes, that's all for now," "I'll be watching you, so behave yourself."
"Yes, your highness." With a curt bow, Song Jae turned to leave. As she departed, her thoughts turned to the two twins sister's Song Seo and Song Kyong. She had been away for too long and couldn't risk them harboring resentment toward her.
If that happened, all her efforts to regain her father's trust would be for nothing after all she said she would keep an eye on them. Upon entering the banquet hall, Song Jae's mind wandered back to Chul Kwan.
From what she recalled, he had always avoided women's company. Song Jae couldn't fathom why Chul Kwan persisted in bothering her. Every encounter left her feeling unlucky. It baffled her, considering his eventual affection for the female lead;
He never even held her hand. Chul Kwan's aversion to physical contact with women was well-known, yet he consistently invaded her personal space. Why did he keep getting so close to her?
Although he hadn't touched her, the proximity made her uneasy. His behavior was inexplicable. Arriving at her seat, Song Jae found the twins giving her a peculiar look.
"Where have you been, sister?" Song Nabi asked .
"You've been gone for far too long. The performers have already finished their dance." "I went out for some fresh air," Song Jae replied, trying to brush off the tension.
Song Nabi's sarcastic tone and gloating expression made Song Jae want to punch her in the face. "Don't be offended, okay?" Song Nabi said, her voice dripping with condescension. "We all know the second princess consort has a terrible temper.
I warned you before, but you didn't listen to my advice." Song Jae seethed with frustration. How was she supposed to know they'd have to perform for the Empress Dowager?
In her past life, she'd played the piano, violin, and flute, but if she'd played the flute earlier, Song Nabi and her sister would have suspected her true identity.
Everyone knew the old song jae was incredibly lazy and lacked any notable skills. However, she had chosen painting because it was a passion from her past life, and it provided an easy excuse to give her family.
But there was a catch - song jae's art often explored the darker side of life, a theme she couldn't afford to reveal. "Well, be careful not to badmouth the second princess consort," and be discovered by her, or you will be in bug trouble.
"Hearing Song Jae's reminder and warning", Song Nabi glanced around nervously, ensuring no one had overheard her previous comment. Seeing she was safe, she discreetly fell silent.
"After all, she didn't want to be caught badmouthing a future member of the royal family, especially the notoriously difficult second princess consort.
The thought of facing punishment from the Empress or Empress Dowager was unbearable." Just then, Chul Kwan returned from outside and made his way to his seat.