"Change the general."

Hearing those words, Yarang stiffened—something 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.

“…”

A face immediately surfaced in Yarang’s 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 Yarang’s prediction.

Ultimately, what mattered was her mother’s will.

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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.

“These flowers are quite beautiful, aren’t they?”

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 yet—

Could a smile with no sincerity truly possess such power?

The thought made Yarang uneasy.

“…Daughter?”

“…”

At her mother’s call, Yarang simply nodded.

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