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Hyeju was a heartless leader, she was remorseless in her rulings. And in the early days of the Joseon dynasty, she needed to be as such.
Sympathy was a synonym for weakness, she knew that well. So she'd stuffed her emotions deep within herself, although, that didn't mean she had to disregard all of her desires.
The royals of ancient Korea were, at best, hedonistic. Lustful and unashamed of their desires, and so, Hyeju had no need to repress the sexual yearning she felt after a long day's work.
And so her servants offered themselves as a gift to the young royal, but they were nothing special, none of them caught her fancy.
That was, until something happened. One of her most loyal servants had fallen ill, it was quite strange, she'd found with every drop of blood in her body dried.
In fear of contracting the ailment that had caused her blood to vanish, she'd executed most of her staff that'd been in contact with the woman.
She could not feel bad about it, as, to protect the kingdom, she could not fall ill with what had plagued her servant.
In turn, she had to hire new, more dedicated servants. And this time, she was more selective in her choices. All of the servants had to be presentable, make the kingdom look more elegant. And this time, she was more selective in her choices. All of the servants had to be presentable, make the kingdom look more elegant.
And she'd become distressed, tired, from dawn until dusk she had been making the toughest of decisions.
But, she had come upon some luck, she only needed one more servant. One to replace the servant that had perished, this servant would do everything alongside the queen.
Dress her, feed her, pleasure her. The most important person of all.
Six different candidates lined up in front of the Queen, three male and three female. The men, she had no need for, this had not been a job for a man.
Her eyes redirected to the women, and her choice was immediate. The girl that stood in the middle, paler than most the kingdom, feminine and alluring.
"Miss..." She looked towards an adviser, pointing at the girl. "Park Chaewon." The adviser whispered.
"Park, Miss Park." Hyeju announced, and she stepped up closer to the throne, kneeling before her leader. "Yes, M'lord."
Hyeju liked the way she looked, something about her was hypnotic. "You have been selected, the others can go home."
The thought crossed her mind immediately, as soon as she'd seen the young woman, but was she impatient enough to give her body to a stranger? Truly something to ponder.
