Near the service entrance of Concubine Seo's quarters, one of the maids had been paying considerably more attention to the dinner than the other servants moving between the chamber and the kitchen. She carried trays when they were placed into her hands and bowed whenever the head maid passed, but each time she returned to the doorway her eyes slipped toward the low table where His Majesty remained with Concubine Seo. She had already seen the woman settle herself comfortably across Lee Yeong's lap, watched him accept beef and braised ribs directly from her chopsticks and noticed that he made no effort to remove her when she repeatedly kissed the side of his neck. For a woman who had entered the evening expecting to report another humiliating rejection, there was suddenly far more information than she had anticipated.
