“Father!” I stormed into Father's serene quarters, flustered with rage. “Father!”
The maids outside the door bowed, and they were gonna say something. I didn't have the patience to listen and just pushed them aside.
“Father!” I stepped inside but halted forcefully. “Geez, I'm so sorry…” I spun around quickly, reeling in embarrassment.
Father was in bed with one of his concubines and I'd just rudely interrupted.
“I'm so sorry, Father. I'll just come back later.”
“Stay, son.” His gruff voice stopped me.
I paused. The soft shuffling and whispering lasted for seconds. And then she walked past me, wrapped in a blanket with her clothes in her hands.
What have I done?
“Turn around,” Father said.
I did, still lowering my head, regretting every step I took that led me here. “I'm rea
