He kissed her many a times before. How could he not? Her scent was irresistible, if he could not have a taste of her blood, her lips would suffice. 

So as he leaned in to breathe in her scent, moving in to press his lips against hers, he was surprised when she stopped him. 

“I hope you remember your promise,” She said. She could tell he was upset that she brought on the topic of a marriage to the Crown Prince, but she had to steel her emotions.

“Of course,” he scoffed at her comment and moved away from her. He adopted a cold front when speaking to her next. Hye Ryung felt a tinge of regret about her actions, but she could not falter. 

She was doing this for her mother, she chanted to herself. If Gwi and her continued to be this intimate, she would no longer have the determ