Kyoyoung, who had been sitting on a cushioned mat, quickly stood up, bowed to her and yielded her seat to her. Sitting on the cushioned mat on which Kyoyoung sat only a moment ago, Kyosul opened her mouth with a smile, "As you have always come to see me first, I've decided to see you first this time."
"Thanks so much for your consideration, Your Highness. Have you recovered?"
"Oh, I'm fully recovered now. I am not physically weak by nature. I was so alarmed by the Crown Prince's stern look and conduct that I just couldn't speak up."
When Kyosul gave her an awkward smile, Kyoyoung also smiled after her.
Kyoyoung's smile was always kind. Though she was one year older than Kyosul, her smile looked much more mature and always embraced Kyosul like a kind-hearted elder sister. Today, she looked a bit gloomy.
"Kyoyoung, are you uncomfortable today?"
At Kyosul's asking, she shivered suddenly and lowered her head with a frown. "Your Highness Kyosul, I just don't know what to do now."