Two days had passed.
“Young Master.”
Silence.
“I’ve brought you some water.”
As expected, there was no answer.
Ma Jin-seop sighed inwardly. Was he in some kind of shock?
For two days, ever since arriving at the residence in the Gojukrim forest, the Third Prince had forsaken food and drink. He just sat on his bed, staring out the window at some distant, unseen point. Ma Jin-seop wished he would at least sleep, but the prince remained awake
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