c'est la vie

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Soyeon was meticulous in everything. In choosing a secular outfit for one of the routs, because Soyeon did not like dancing; a certain color, because she knew exactly what suited her, and what would suit commoners more; a narrow circle of people with whom Soyeon went to these very routs — had fun looking at the wonderful and elegant kisaeng dances. This was her little weakness, and she shared it only with a select few, so she chose her own circle of communication so that the information would not leak further.

Soyeon is the crown Princess, the sacred bone. Reputation is the most expensive.

"They say grace is her middle name" sitting next to the princess, Miyeon captured her attention and gestured to kisaeng.

The girl, dressed in traditional clothes, really moved like a swan — smoothly, so that it took your breath away.

Soyeon did not admit to herself that she also fell under these charms, on the contrary, she only smiled sarcastically, correcting Miyeon: "I am a synonym for the word "grace".

"I'm sorry, I forgot myself".

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Soyeon immediately disliked kisaeng — she learned everything about her, her name is a real exotic, as well as the appearance of the dancer. Shuhua — sounded like something akin to silk, wealth, chic. Brought from Taiwan itself, Shu got used to the local culture and customs for a long time. She was taught by some of the best masters and teachers, making kisaeng immediately, without much talk. Girls like her should outshine not only the sun, but also the royal nobility; their names should be heard. And with the last Shuhua, it was Soyeon who helped, spreading far from flattering statements about kisaeng.

Not to say that it was hatred. Envy is possible, because the Taiwanese woman has become almost higher in popularity than Soyeon herself. There was a reason for her anger and mild aggression, even if in fact she was experiencing completely different feelings.

For which she was once caught.

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The Jeon dynasty had one peculiarity — the desire for complete secrecy. Where some demonstratively showed what kind of noble family they were from, others dressed up more simply to feel the sharpness of feelings, something different from universal fame and praise.

Soyeon found herself at the inn late in the evening, where officials were just talking about the course of military operations with Baekje; her goal was not to eavesdrop on the conversation of men, she wanted to look at Shuhua without betraying that it was the princess herself.

She was always closely watched, so she behaved appropriately. But now... now she wanted to feel complete freedom when her interested and glowing gaze outlined Shuhua's figure. There really was something to look at and hold your breath. Kisaeng's beauty attracted attention, and Soyeon did not immediately notice another greedy and hungry look at the dancer. Shuhua was then sitting on the floor, playing the gayageum, gently waving her hands in the breaks. Soyeon couldn't afford competitors, so she turned around, menacingly looking the man straight in the eyes. He recognized her; Soyeon put her finger to her lips, hinting that the official should be silent, and if he did not, she would kill him. The princess also hinted about this, after putting her finger to her throat and imitating the movements of the blade.

The man nodded his head and left the room.

Now only Soyeon could watch Shuhua.

"Did Mrs. Miyeon's words hurt you, Your Majesty?"

Shuhua, as if singing, approached the venerable and bowed in front of her, clearly aware of someone else's position in society.

No matter how Soyeon hid, Shuhua recognized her.

"Miyeon just doesn't know how to control her tongue", the black—haired woman grinned and didn't take her eyes off kisaeng.

There was some unbridled tension in the air, and each of the girls did not want to defuse this situation.

"And I can".

Soyeon still choked on air and coughed while Shuhua was moving away and again sat down on her knees to continue playing the gayageum.

"I'll check later", whispered, more for myself.

Soyeon was discouraged and interested in Shuhua. And let their acquaintance began very unsuccessfully.

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