Chapter 181: A Stroll on Mount Song (1)
Cheongwol—no, Chaeha—clung tightly to Han Seojin’s waist, sobbing uncontrollably for a long while.
Even the rigid notion that a heroine must never cry was something Chaeha ignored.
The lofty one. The pure one. The resilient one. The Thousand-Year Flower Cheongwol, beloved by all, had melted away for the moment, leaving only Chaeha behind.
She was entrusting herself completely to Han Seojin, just as she had been as that fragile girl.
Ah.
Yet even as she did, she was acutely aware of how dangerous this was.
She had cast aside the pride she had guarded all this time, along with every bit of dignity she had built as Cheongwol, baring her true self completely.
The sense of liberation was overwhelmingly profound, but looking back, it was Cheongwol who had protected the fragile Chaeha all along.
The thick leather armor had felt stifling, but it had kept her safe.