It was a day when the snow fell heavily. It must have been because of the snow that I was able to evade the persistent eyes of my guards. It was an act I shouldn't have committed. In this vast and grand Imperial Palace, dangers lurk in equal measure. Yet, I wanted to breathe for a moment. That was why I set foot in a garden on the outskirts of the palace, a place I rarely visited.

The Seoljunggunja. They say the plum blossom is the 'gentleman in the snow.' Indeed, the way it bloomed nobly amidst the white snow was a sight worthy of its name. But why was it that my eyes were drawn more to you, standing small and plain beside it? Even without adornment, your deep red lips seemed to resemble the plum blossoms. Observing a flower just beginning to bud piqued my interest, so I thought I might watch a little longer until the petals fully opened. It was just that much curiosity. Yes, that was all.

It was a snowy day, just like then. Our encounters, disguised as chance once a month, had somehow become a routine, and we welcomed the same season again. You must have seen the dragon-shaped earrings I wear out of habit, yet your ignorance in failing to recognize my identity allowed me to breathe. But I cannot trust easily. The thing you hide beneath those pure white clothes might be a well-honed blade.

"Speak. What is it you want?"

It was a rare occurrence. Even if you didn't know who I was, you might have asked for some small thing any man could provide, yet you never did. It must have been because of that that the corners of my mouth curled up instead of a scolding. I felt a bit of curiosity about the request you finally spat out after a full year of deliberation. And also, about what you would offer in return.