Chapter 21
“She’s currently asleep inside a hardened shell. As if she’s sealed herself away. The dullness to pain and emotion—perhaps that was her own choice.”
Because the pain was too great. Because life had been so fierce, so relentless, that she couldn’t survive without erasing her emotions.
“In order to crack the shell imprisoning her, effort is needed. Show her beautiful things. Let her hear kind words often.”
It was about gently knocking on the heart of a child.
So the little girl hiding deep inside could hear her own voice and break through the shell.
“Love her. A lot.”
No one present could say anything after hearing the Master of the Medicine Hall speak.
Eight years.
After eight years, the child returned on her own.
The bright, innocent girl who once laughed and cried at the smallest things had come back as someone entirely different.
But that didn’t mean Seolhwa was no longer Seolhwa.
No matter her form, no matter her temperament—Seolhwa was still her daughter.