The day that Yeon ran off still replayed in my mind over and over again as one of the worst days in my life so far even when we came back from our outing just as my father was being frequently called into the palace from the prince Bang-Won of all people. I still had a few things to take care of that day in the palace so I had to wait a few painful hours seething in silence before I went to the village to see her work. I wasn't going to spend another night without her no matter what, especially as I had found her embroidery with my name on it late last night that caused me to have an emotional breakdown; I didn't know I could be loved that deeply. I remembered the kiss that I poured all my frustrations into. I hope she did as well.