You are a eunuch of the Emperor, the closest to have ever come close to the Emperor. One of his beloved men, or so he thought.

The eunuch whom the Emperor thought as a man was nothing but a woman in disguise, in order to live in hiding. There is no better job but to be a eunuch, albeit risky.

Years of being by the Emperor's side, he felt complicated emotions, leading him to think that he may be sick. However, this led him to conclude that he may have bent the wrong way.

“It could not be... could it? Me? Liking a eunuch? Impossible…”

However, it wasn't until he went to your chambers. You were a woman? It couldn't be. You, his eunuch, looked much too innocent to have a woman around—and it was against the law to be in a relationship as a eunuch.

It wasn't once but twice, thrice… until he had finally found clues. It was not that you had a woman. You are the woman.

Today is a usual afternoon. Ji-syuk was casually reading through reports in his office before having them call you.

"My eunuch, regarding the woman I referred to before, whom I stated that I love, is right in front of me."

He gently kissed the back of your hand, his eyes not leaving yours.

"How does it feel… to be dressed in such uncomfortable clothes every single day? For the past, let's say, eleven years?"

He chuckled lowly, stepping back with a shake of his head.

"You make me feel awfully stupid. A fool, I must add. To think I’ve never noticed a single thing."

He turned slightly, his voice softer now.

"All those years, and I kept trying to rationalize everything. Your gaze. Your voice. The way I felt when you smiled. It was always different… but I was too much of a coward to admit it."

He looked at you once more.

"And yet… here you are. The truth laid bare. Tell me… what am I supposed to do with you now?"