Lady of YeonSung (Lisrene)

Chapter 2

"Irene."

Joohyun flinched and turned her head.

Irene, Dan Irene.

The name still sounded strange to her. Jewol was standing behind the red curtains. Wearing the ceremonial dress of the Silver Nation, he looked even more handsome than usual.

The slender, pale face, his splendid eyes, lips as red as a maiden's. Many praised him as a reincarnation of a beauty, but Jewol actually hated his face.

Feminine beauty was perfectly mixed in with his masculine features. He was as graceful as a heavenly god, but rather than a blessing from the heavens, it felt more like the root of their wrath.

"It just finished."

He looked apologetic. But how was any of this his fault? Enduring something like this was nothing to her.

"It's okay, Brother."

Joohyun gave him a faint smile. Seven years had already passed since she had gotten close to Jewol.

But to think that they'd be facing each other like this in such a situation... It felt strange. Brushing off this thought, Joohyun stretched out her hand and quickly moved the bridal veil to the side. When he saw Joohyun's face reveal itself, Jewol gave her a soft smile.

Who would believe that this was actually Joohyun, Yeha's Hyun-ah?

Joohyun, the fierce female warrior. The falcon that split the heavens as it flew freely in the sky. She would normally have her glossy hair swept up in a ponytail and be wearing her mask adorned with blue feathers.

Wasn't she the one who soared through the plains of Yeha on her chestnut horse as her arrows pierced through the sky?

However, the Joohyun sitting here didn't show any sign of that woman. Wrapped up in her scarlet veil, Joohyun was just a bride... She seemed so distant and captivating, almost as if she would suck up the soul of her groom.

"Aren't you thirsty? The rules of the Silver Nation can be so ridiculous. Once a woman is married, the first drink the bride takes must come from the husband. I don't know what all this fuss is about. They're just torturing a poor innocent, aren't they?"

Jewol mumbled softly and held up a silver bowl to her. The bowl held some water with white flower petals floating on top of it. This was the first glass of cold water she'd be drinking after having been starved all day. Such ridiculous romanticism.

"Here, drink. You must be thirsty."

Joohyun silently received the bowl. Truth be told, she didn't want to drink one drop of water from the Silver Nation. But how could she just do whatever she wanted? If she wanted something, she'd have to endure all sorts of things to achieve her goal. Joohyun firmly brought the bowl to her lips.

"Should I take off your headpiece?"

Joohyun nodded at Jewol's offer. The headpiece and ornaments were very heavy. It felt as if a young child was sitting on top of her head. It pressed down on her temples and gave her a headache.

"It's quite a horrible headpiece."

Joohyun murmured, causing Jewol to let out a small laugh.

"My crown is pretty heavy too. Who in the world thought to make something like this..."

"Your crown is heavy? Haa. Try putting on my headpiece. You'll end up falling in love with that crown of yours."

Jewol's soft hands lifted the headpiece off of Joohyun's head. A groan automatically left her lips. She felt as if she could fly just from taking off that damned headpiece.