Flower of Vengeance

hrobbed painfully, her body sore and bruised from the fall and the ordeal she had endured. As her vision cleared, she saw tw

nner of precious items adorning the bodies of the deceased. They even stripped the silk garments f

er family's estate-the betrayal by Lord Min, who had been Lord Hae's closest friend and whose son, Min Joon, had been Mi Hyang's childh

ttered her world. But amidst the despair, a glimmer of determination sparked within her. She knew s

an opportunity to profit from her misfortune. They roughly yanked her up and ordered her to change out of her blood-stained sil

hairpin that had been a birthday gift from her now-deceased mother. It was a small t

he had never imagined-she faced an uncertain future in a world vastly different from the one she had known. But beneath the facade of compliance,

her fold, she was met not with compassion but with a sternness that cut deeper than any blade. The head Gisaeng, determined to bind Mi Hyang to her fate, f

her like a prized jewel. Coincidentally, Su Ryeon was the same age as Mi Hyang's younger brother, a fact that seemed to deepen the silent bond she tried to forge with the al

ssage of time only seemed to harden Mi Hyang. She became a master of the sword, her skills unmatched and her demeanor gro

avor and love for both girls, albeit for different reasons, set them apart in a world where every gesture and skill could determine one's fate. Their story unf

eng. At seventeen, Su Ryeon's radiant beauty and enchanting personality promised to captivate the hearts of many men, making her a va

e that demanded grace and precision. Mi Hyang excelled at sword dancing, but her mastery of the blade served a far darker purpose. Each precise movement was a step closer to her

ry required a mentor, rigorous training, and a discipline that went beyond the confines of the Gisaeng house. Her practice wa

where Mi Hyang's sword dances would mesmerize and enthrall, oblivious to the dark ambition that drove the

atched with a mix of envy and curiosity. The head Gisaeng's dual hopes for these two young women created

took on a sinister edge. Mi Hyang's journey towards revenge intertwined with Su Ryeon's ascent to prominence, thei

shrouded in infamy and fear, cast a long shadow over the Gisaeng house. This notorious nobleman, in his late 30s, was known for his ruthless pursuit of

d Cha to spare Mi Hyang, pointing out that she was only fourteen, not yet an official Gisaeng, and far too young. But her pleas seemed to fall on deaf ears

ion was being made. In a moment of selfless bravery, Su Ryeon offered to take Mi Hyang's place. The head Gisaeng, d

as cold and focused on her practice, her mind far from the troubles brewing back at the house. Su Ryeon embraced her with warmth, handing over a perfume pouch, Mi H

traveled with the head Gisaeng. The uneasy silence was broken at dawn by the sound of heart-wrenching wails. Mi Hyang's blood ran cold as she ru

e a place of beauty and ambition, was now filled with sorrow and despair. Mi Hyang's cold resolve transformed into a burning determination for vengeance. The shadow of Lord Cha's cr