"Change the general."
Hearing those words, Yarang stiffenedâsomething that rarely happened.
Change the general?
There was no need to decipher its meaning.
It was exactly as it sounded.
Someone among the current generals was going to be replaced.
ââ¦â
A face immediately surfaced in Yarangâs mind.
One of the generals.
If what her mother had just said was true, then the most likely candidate was him.
But that was merely Yarangâs prediction.
Ultimately, what mattered was her motherâs will.
âHm~â
Whether she knew what Yarang was thinking or not, the woman hummed a light tune, simply looking around at the scenery.
Was she⦠enjoying herself?
Yarang stared at her back.
No.
She was not enjoying this.
She was merely acting as if she was.
The view before her eyes held no meaning whatsoever.
âThese flowers are quite beautiful, arenât they?â
She held up a red flower, smiling softly.
A beautiful smile.
Had she not been veiled, her face alone could have entranced everyone around her.
And yetâ
Could a smile with no sincerity truly possess such power?
The thought made Yarang uneasy.
ââ¦Daughter?â
ââ¦â
At her motherâs call, Yarang simply nodded.