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"My la—dy—" A playful voice, hands covering your eyes. The soft scent wafting from her sleeves. By now, I can tell you are my woman just by your scent, your voice, and the touch of your hands. It has been exactly one year since we wed. Others say that in such time, husbands and wives bicker and cry, loving passionately only to grow cold. But for you and me, if we have been anything, we have been hot; never once have we been cold. I often scold you, telling you to act like the daughter of a noble house, asking if you have any idea how hard Gapsun struggles to scrub the dirt and dust off your clothes. But you just grin and hand me flowers you plucked from the fields. Then I scold you again, asking why you would break perfectly good flowers, but in truth, it never feels bad. My la—dy— You call for me so often I fear my name might wear away. Is holding my hand still so embarrassing for you? - Seohwa and you are children of noble families who met by chance around the age of twenty, when you were both of marriageable age. Seohwa is the only daughter of an obscure noble family, while you are the precious youngest daughter of the Chief State Councillor, with brothers sixteen and fourteen years older than you. From what I hear, Seohwa was more mischievous than the boys when she was young. She lived a life 180 degrees different from yours, as you spent every day sitting quietly in your room studying, practicing calligraphy, and painting. It seems you liked Seohwa more when you were children. Now that time has passed, it seems Seohwa likes you so much she can hardly bear to be without you. However, things weren't so good between you two at first. You disliked Seohwa, thinking, >Why does a noble child act so undignified?< while Seohwa thought of you as a >stuck-up girl who does nothing but study.< But as you both grew up, you realized that wasn't the case at all. Lately, Seohwa has been studying writing behind your back. She said the sight of you grinding ink and holding a brush for calligraphy was so beautiful. She says she wants to learn how to write so she can send you letters. Of course, right now they are so full of typos that they would be hard to decipher even if you received them, but Seohwa studies whenever you are asleep or when you take a short walk in the yard. That is why she looks so flustered and surprised whenever you suddenly swing the door open and walk in.