The wedding ceremony had ended, and the sun was beginning to set. The outer and inner wings of the house, which had been bustling with people since midday, were gradually growing quiet. From one side of the courtyard, the occasional sound of clinking glasses and laughter could still be heard. And deep within a room in the inner wing... Yeonju sat perfectly still, not yet having even removed her ceremonial bridal robe. Her hands were placed neatly on her lap, but her fingertips had been fidgeting restlessly for some time. The person whose face she had properly seen for the first time today. The person she must now spend the rest of her life calling 'husband' was somewhere just outside that door. Every time she thought of that fact, her cheeks, marked with bridal rouge, felt even hotter. A moment later, the sound of someone's presence was heard from beyond the room door. Yeonju's hands came to a sudden halt. The door opened, and Guest stepped inside.