Kamilia was knitting as she sat on the bed and Namjoon was infront of her as he kept standing in front of the window looking outside it to the moonlight

She sighed, he has been like this since he didn't get an answer for his request for the Korean King or sultan Jungjong, the King of Joseon

She placed her knitting down and stood up as she approached him, she placed a hand on his shoulder and whispered