Every afternoon, the king would make use of a lull in state business to come and visit the pregnant Lady Lark, rain or shine. This special favor only further convinced the people of the palace of Lady Lark’s standing in his affections. On this day, as on all others, the king came around the hour of Shen; just as he stepped through the door, he saw a blaze of tropical blossoms—scarlet and purplish red massed like waves—spreading from the entrance of Lady Lark’s palace through the courtyard and into the inner chambers, flaming and fervid in their brilliance.These were Lady Lark’s favorite flowers, for no other reason than their intense color.Out of the corner of his eye he caught sight, in the distance among the cypress vines, of Miranda, seated and speaking with a maid, with Molly and the little Eunuch standing nearby. His gaze dropped slightly. Because Lady Lark favored bold colors, the flowers in the Hall were all blazing reds and purples; just now the cypress vines were at their p
Watching Miranda’s response, a flicker of something unreadable passed through Lady Lark’s eyes before she smiled and personally led Miranda into the kitchen, the air between them light and easy. The two of them chatted and laughed as they prepared the simple ingredients, as though this were a rare moment of privacy shared just between them.Though Miranda was a little clumsy and unpracticed at first, her awkward attempts only made Lady Lark smile with quiet amusement. Actually, the pastries took quite a long time to make, but throughout this process Miranda stood working alongside Lady Lark and, surprisingly, never uttered the slightest complaint of fatigue, which could not help but make Lady Lark cast repeated sidelong glances at her, the doubts in her heart increasing as time went by. Yet Lady Lark was clearly a bit absent-minded, and her hands, because of the thoughts she was harboring, showed an almost imperceptible tremor in their movements.“Vivia, are you tired? Please, go and
When they arrived at Lady Lark’s palace, Miranda discovered a roofless courtyard, filled with plants that surely only grew in the tropics—an extraordinary sight indeed.As they went further inside, many maids came out of the residence in a hurry, helping Lady Lark to take a seat.Guided by a palace maid, Miranda sat down beside Lady Lark and asked with concern, “My lady, what has happened to you?”“It’s nothing much, really. I’ve just had a slight fever these past few days. The imperial physician said it’s normal for pregnant women to have a higher temperature. Besides, I don’t dare take any random medicine at this stage, so I can only bear with it.” Lady Lark spoke with labored breath, as if merely walking back from the garden had already taken much of her strength. Her face was flushed, rosy and delicate—whether from fatigue or from the lingering fever, it was hard to say. Gently taking Miranda’s hand, Lady Lark smiled and said, “There’s nothing I can do about it, but thanks to you
As this thought settled in her mind, the Queen Dowager once more regarded the young lady before her, and her heart was filled with an even deeper sense of satisfaction and esteem. This Miranda possessed a rare quality—neither arrogant in victory nor disheartened in defeat—and at this very moment, she was able to keep her composure even better than the Queen Dowager herself, thinking with a depth and thoroughness beyond her years. Truly, she was a most promising seedling. Yet it was not only Miranda’s keen mind that pleased Her Majesty; far more gratifying was the fact that Miranda was offering counsel on her behalf, even going so far as to half-conceal, half-reveal the Queen Dowager’s own missteps. Such an attitude spoke plainly: Miranda had wholly placed herself upon the Queen Dowager’s side, with no trace of reserve or formality.Thus, when the royal physician had concluded his examination of the Queen Dowager, she dismissed him not to rest, but to attend instead to Lady Lark’s cond
“I heard that after Lady Lark returned to her chambers today, she suddenly complained of belly pains. His Majesty summoned several physicians in succession—none of them could do anything. With no other choice, he sent me to request that the physician who attends to Your Majesty go and take a look.”The attendant cursed his bad luck inwardly. How had he ended up with such a troublesome errand? As Lady Lark’s pregnancy advanced, it had long become impossible to keep it a secret; by now the entire palace knew. But since she had never received the Queen Dowager’s acknowledgment, no one dared to speak of it in her presence. Now, because of this sudden emergency, the matter had to be laid out in the open.Her expression darkened.Because of Lady Lark’s supposed threatened miscarriage, the King was making a commotion—going so far as to summon the Queen Dowager’s personal physician.No one in the palace was more skilled at reading the winds of favor. Once this spread, who would fail to say th
“I know, of course. Lady Anna treasured that bead dearly—she would often take it out to look at, and I’ve seen it many times. She always hoped to find another rainbow glass bead just like it, to make a pair. Surely you know that as well, my lady?” Molly tilted her head, a flicker of puzzlement in her eyes. “My lady, what exactly has happened? Why are you asking these questions?”Miranda did not answer, but pressed on. “Then… do you know where this rainbow glass bead came from?”“I do. It was left to Lady Anna by her mother—your grandmother. They say Lady Anna carried it with her from the moment she was born. At the time, your grandmother had a very skilled family physician. Lady Anna learned her medical skills from him as a child. Your grandmother’s health was never strong, and it was that physician who cared for her. But when Lady Anna was around ten, the lady passed away. After several years, the family physician also died, and Lady Anna began to travel widely.” Molly poured out eve