His breath caught, though he quickly reined it in, tightening his grip around the teacup.
No.
He had already received a messenger scroll earlier that day, relayed from the Capital, stating that Lord Yun was still present there. The timing had been precise; the message was clear.
Which meant… it could not be her.
This little chatterbox was simply what she seemed to be a young woman who was too carefree for her own good.
And yet…
The way she savored each sweet was truly identical. The way her eyes curved into crescents when she laughed, it was also the same.
'Am I just projecting him on someone else? What am I even doing? It's so shameful!'
But for a moment, he couldn't help but let himself imagine.
What if?
What if she truly was Yun Shu, sitting beside him, disguised and teasing fate itself by staying at his side?
His heart gave a painful lurch before he forced the thought away.
