SAFBIAN Ch 39
by berryChapter 39
A curved lid with a peony drawn on it.
The box, made of oak like Habanâs desk, had been lacquered multiple times to a glossy reddish-black. It was truly beautiful. However, it was made to only open with a key, so its contents couldnât be seen.
âHow did His Majesty know?â
To have ordered this exact item to be brought.
Whatever the case, Kim Naegwan, who had secured the sought-after object, hastened his steps. He passed through several gates leading to the Emperorâs palace and only paused to catch his breath when he reached Habanâs office.
After receiving permission to enter, he stepped inside and saw Haban rolling up a scroll he had been looking at.
âWhat was that? Could it be⊠a fox?â
Just before it was tied with a string, he thought he glimpsed a curled tail in the drawing. But it was so quick, he wasnât sure.
âIâve been thinking about it too much. I must be seeing things.â
Foxes werenât the only creatures with tails. Kim Naegwan placed the box and the key on the desk and quietly withdrew from the office.
Haban, who had been silently looking down without a word, opened the box.
ââŠâŠâ
Inside, on a thick layer of cotton and soft fabric, lay a pair of earrings. The large black pearls shone with a subtle luster.
Tap, tap.
Lost in thought, Haban slowly tapped the desk with his fingers. After a long contemplation, his gaze shifted to his wrist.
A bracelet meant to be worn as a pairâone on each wristâsat alone on one of his arms. The other was no doubt being greedily held by the fox.
Wearing the bracelet today had been a coincidence, but the memory of that day surfaced in Habanâs mind.
The audacious fox who coveted the bracelet even in a dangerous moment.
Haban stood up. He walked slowly to the display cabinets aligned against one wall. One held Doriâs paintings, and another was filled with accessories that reminded him of âwhat belonged to him.â
The last oneâŠ
He opened the second cabinet and pulled out items at random.
Hairpins once stuck into that snowy white hair, rings forcibly slipped onto those long and slender fingers⊠All were gathered here, things he had collected one by one, clinging to memory the moment he ascended the throne.
Habanâs eyes faintly furrowed.
Back then, he had used the round head of that hairpin to prod the rear hole, and its slender part to block the narrow front. The ring engraved with the royal emblem was heated red and used to leave a mark on the inner thigh.
In truth, he had wanted to gently brush that beautiful hair and place the hairpin himself. He had wanted to slide the ring onto those lovely fingers. But he had realized it all too late.
âIn the end, youâll never return to your rightful owner.â
A bitter smile played on Habanâs lips.
âIs anyone there?â
âYes, Your Majesty.â
Kim Naegwanâs voice replied as though waiting. Haban selected the trinkets he would send to the fox and laid them out on his desk.
ââŠHuh?â
Unfamiliar footsteps echoed.
They werenât Habanâs heavy steps, nor could they belong to Haewon, who was inside the room. Dori abruptly stood up, leaving behind the honey snack he had been licking.
âWhat is it?â
Haewon turned to look. He was fanning hot potato slices freshly grilled on a wire rack.
âFox?â
âKyahng!â
âSomeoneâs coming!â
Giving only a short reply to Haewonâs repeated question, Dori quickly jumped onto the bed.
He frantically pawed under the piled pillows and cushions. With practiced movements, the bracelet he had hidden deep inside rolled out.
Meanwhile, the footsteps drew very near.
Knock knock.
âFox-nim.â
The call was cautious.
The voice was gentle and kind, but Dori immediately grabbed the bracelet with his mouth. Then he dove under the covers and curled up. Ever since Wonu had stolen his bundle, he felt uneasy unless the bracelet was on his person.
Knock knock knock.
âFox-nim?â
With the bracelet in his mouth, he couldnât answer.
Hufffff…
âWhatâs going on?â
Dori squirmed under the covers, and Haewon sighed and raised his voice on the foxâs behalf.
âWho is it?â
âWe are here by His Majestyâs order. May we come in for a moment?â
Haban?
Dori had no choice but to spit out the bracelet and tuck it into his bosom. Then he answered with a sharp âKyahng!â
Understanding the cue, Haewon lowered all the curtains around the bed. Ever since he received the bracelet, the white fox had grown especially wary of unfamiliar palace attendants.
As the door opened, soft fabrics brushed in with a gentle rustle.
âWhatâs this about?â
Dori poked his head out from under the covers.
Judging by the shadows, there were four palace attendants, all holding broad trays. With their long hair let down, they appeared to be court ladies.
âYou must be Physician Haewon?â
ââŠYes? Yes.â
âThese are gifts His Majesty has bestowed upon Fox-nim.â
âUh, um⊠What is all thisâŠ?â
Flustered, Haewon stammered.
âHuh? What is it? Whatâs going on?â
The atmosphere felt odd. The foxâs curiosity stirred rapidly. Dori shoved the bracelet under the bottommost cushion and moved toward the edge of the bed.
The three court ladies placed their trays on the table one by one and left. The last remained to explain in a soft tone. From what Dori caught, it was something about jadeite, quartz, and so on.
As soon as the last court lady left, Dori quickly leapt off the bed and jumped onto the table.
âHe sent this? To me?â
Dori tilted his head.
A necklace made of high-purity purple quartz, black pearl earrings, a large jadeite ring bigger than a thumbnail, and intricately crafted bracelets. There was also a hairpin and a norigae (traditional accessory).
All laid out neatly on a glossy red silk. Even at a glance, they were obviously valuable. However, they didnât seem appropriate as gifts for a fox.
âWhat does this mean?â
Lost in thought, Dori absentmindedly scratched the edge of the tray with a claw.
âNooo! I told you not to break anything!â
Haewon, who had been cleaning up the foxâs snack, rushed over at the sound. As he tried to remove the tray, Dori pressed down firmly with his paw.
âKyahng!â
âI donât want to!â
The firm refusal made Haewon scratch his head in resignation. The way the fox had jumped to guard the bracelet had already made things clear.
âFox, do you even know how valuable these are? If you bite or scratch them, theyâll be ruined.â
âKaang! Kyang! Kyang.â
âItâs fine! You said theyâre mine anyway!â
Dori plopped down on the tray and curled up. His fluffy fur spread out, covering the accessories.
âSigh. I give up.â
In the end, Haewon raised his hands in surrender.
Even as he moved away to finish cleaning, Dori didnât budge. Only his golden eyes rolled, tracking Haewonâs movements.
âIâll be back. Donât climb onto the window ledge, youâll get hurt. Especially stay away from the inkstone. Got it?â
After Haewon left with a basket of empty dishes, Dori finally uncurled himself. His clear eyes looked down at the ornaments beneath him.
ââŠMine.â
Doriâs eyes turned faintly red with emotion, more from resignation than greed.
When he had lived in the orphanage, it was normal to share donated items with many others. Even after leaving the orphanage, his poor financial situation hadnât improved.
He always hesitated before buying food, and even purchasing a single pair of necessary underwear was a cautious decision.
So he never allowed himself to desire things. He especially never expected anyone to give him anything as a gift.
âItâs the first time. Receiving something like this from someoneâŠâ
It felt strange. A warm feeling kept swelling in his chest.
Dori stuck out his tongue and licked the largest jadeite.
It was clearly cold, with the characteristic chill of minerals, and yet it somehow felt warm. A silly smile threatened to break out, and he quickly stood up.
âBetter hide them fast.â
Pop!
Dori leapt off the table and changed form.
He was worried that he might scratch the ornaments while moving them in his fox form. Haewon had gone to brew medicine, so he wouldnât be back for a while.
âAh, again!â
As he gathered the accessories and folded the four corners of the silk, his ears and tail popped out. Partial transformation, due to his still-unskilled shape-shifting. In a panic, Dori hugged the bundle without even tying it and rushed to the bed.
âFor now, thereâs no other way.â
What had seemed like a towering pile of cushions when he was a fox looked pitifully small in human form. Dori sighed and stuffed the bundle deep inside along with the bracelet.
âDone!â
Starting today, he wasnât going to step off the bed even once.
Pop!
Back in his fox form, Dori rolled happily on top of the covers.
âAlright now. Fox, you know, right? Not a single drop left, okay?â
Haewon gently placed a bowl down. Despite his kind tone, his demand was merciless.
A white medicine bowl filled with a pitch-black liquid that sloshed ominously.
âThis again.â
Dori drooped his tail in dismay. His ears flattened as well.
He had already recovered and felt greatâwhy did he still have to take this? Though the medicine wouldâve been unaffordable in the real world, in this moment, he felt like flipping the whole thing over.
âShould I really just pretend it was an accident?â
Dori stared intently at the medicine bowl.
A white, smooth porcelain surface, reflecting the golden eyes of a fox. It looked like a child about to cause mischief, gleefully excited.
âNo.â
Suddenly, a firm voice broke the moment.
âKyaang?â
Dori froze, one paw slightly raised.