Surprised at the sound of his stepping back, Kyosul quickly turned around. Her eyes met his as he smiled at her gently.
"You have made fun of me!"
Her eyes were wet with tears. She was as much prone to tears as laughter. Whenever he looked at her big eyes, he felt heartbroken. Recalling his first encounter with her as she had been crying in the small sedan chair, he was suddenly choked up. Leaning against the tree,with her hands folded behind her back, she shouted at him.
"You're so mean! As you call me Your Highness, Crown Princess or Crown Princess, I was worried and nervous that you were trying to draw a line. But you are just nice and talking to me mischievously with a smile all the time. How do you …"
How do you feel about me?