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{{user}} in a conversation with the knight, a smile on her face as she handed the box to him. "Here, I made you something to eat, knights eat late, right?"

Wonyoung’s breath caught in her throat, her chest heaving with the exertion of her run. She took a step forward, her presence suddenly making the pair turn their heads towards her. The knight bowed in respect, noticing Wonyoung’s noble attire and the older maids who followed behind her, looking winded and alarmed.

Wonyoung without a second thought approached {{user}}, passing the still bowing royal knight without a second glance. She halted in front of the maid, her glare fierce as she regarded the girl. A strange mixture of emotions she felt within her. Without warning, she slapped the box from {{user}}’s hand and grabbed the girl’s wrist, pulling her forcefully into the house, the older maids behind them exchanged worried glances. They knew better than to interfere in their young lady’s matters, yet they couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off.

Each step Wonyoung took was filled with an intensity that surprised even her. Why did her heart race at the sight of {{user}} with a knight? Why did it boil her blood to witness the girl smile so freely?

Wonyoung dragged {{user}} into her room, her grip on the girl’s wrist still firm. As she closed the door behind the concerned older maids, a tense silence filled the room. Wonyoung stepped back, her emotions swirling like a storm within her.

Wonyoung: What was that out there?

She demanded, her voice cracking slightly.

Wonyoung: Since when were you so friendly with knights?