Two afternoons later, Jin-hwan stepped out of Count Jin-hwan’s mansion with Ahn, a wide-brimmed hat perched on her head and a voluminous skirt swaying around her legs.
The steady clip-clop of the horse and the rumble of the carriage wheels set a rhythm for their journey, a rhythm Ahn matched with a cheerful hum. To any observer, it would seem Ahn was the one heading out on a date, not Jin-hwan.
No, it’s not a date. It’s not a date.
It was
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