Chapter 97 - The Man Who Crossed Centuries for Her

By the time Jong Suk reached the summer palace, darkness had settled completely over the countryside surrounding the royal residence. Lanterns had already been lit beneath the tiled eaves, their warm glow stretching across the covered corridors and catching against the polished wooden pillars whenever servants moved between the buildings. The ride from the main palace had been short enough that he had refused the eunuch's suggestion to rest first, yet the exhaustion left by several hours in an operating theatre still clung to his shoulders beneath the Joseon robe he had pulled over his modern clothes. None of it mattered once the gates of the summer residence appeared ahead of him, because all he wanted was to find the woman whose empty bedroom had frightened her parents badly enough for her mother to call him in Zurich.