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All around, the thatched houses stood in quiet stillness, exuding an almost eerie silence with not a hint of movement to be seen.
"Ha-eun... no, Lady Yoo-hwa."
The voice that called out was soft and calm. Familiar, even without looking, Ha-eun knew exactly who it was.
"We need to escape before the fake Park Do-jun shows up. Come, let’s hurry."
A hand extended toward her, accompanied by the sweeping hem of a traditional robe.
Had it been anyo ...
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