The Concubine Selection

"Da-young, why would you send me to become a concubine?!" Da-eun pouted. "Seong Da-eun, don't speak to me that way!" Da-young scolded. "I'm sorry, but it is imperative that you become a concubine... For our family's sake," she softened. "But Da-young! I don't want to be that man's concubine! Please! Don't do this!" Da-eun continued. "Da-eun, that is enough. My apologies, but we really need you as a royal concubine. Climb the ranks for us... for me. Please?" Da-young said. "It's not like I can do anything about it! Fine, I'll attend the Concubine Selection. For you," Da-eun scoffed. Da-young smiled softly. "I know you can do it, Da-eun!" As Da-eun walked to her temporary room at the palace, she wondered what the concubine selection would be like. Maybe I can mess up purposefully, then I wouldn't have to be his concubine! Oh, but I really don't want to disappoint Da-young, she thought.