A Jog Down Memory Lane.

"We'd met before, as well." Yun Ki completes, causing Soojin's eyes to be filled with confusion. 

Had she really met The Crowned King before the unfavourable night they shared as a mere Concubine and a Lust-triggered King? 

Yun Ki looks at Soojin, as though she ought to know what he's talking about. 

"W-We did?" She stutters, nervously. 

Brows bunched over her forehead in wonder. 

Soojin had lived her life in the confines of her own home. 

She stepped out only when she was out working at the Blacksmith's. 

She even avoided going to the Capitol as much as possible as Men there were far rowdier. 

They'd grab a young girl's hand right in the middle of a crowded Market. 

They'd roam the streets drunk, not-so-subtly groping women as they passed by. 

Soojin had been exposed to this harsh men-ridden society since she started menstruating. 

They didn't see her as an equal.

To them, she was meat.