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vocab_drabblesTitle: Thoughts & Prayers
Fandom: Dae Jang-Geum/Jewel in the Palace
Author:luminious
Rating: G
Word Count: 732
Characters/Pairings: Lee Yeon-Seng, Seo Jang-Geum, King Jungrong, Choi Seom-Geum, Yoon Young-Ro, Choi Geum-Young
Warnings: None outside of the implication of ritual sacrifice in part IV.
Summary:
The attendant and kitchen ladies who used to respectively work around and with her now sneer at and mock her, but Lady Lee pays them no mind, resuming her whispers of Jang-Geum’s name hundreds of times she’s never done for the ruler of her country, seeing her best friend in her dreams far more than seeing King Jungjong either indirectly or directly.
Jang-Geum, Lady Han, and Lady Jung have been damned; as the sole survivor of Lady Choi’s rampage, she will press her palms and knees together even if they bleed until her prayers finally cleanse them of the sins falsely administered to the first two, and the accelerated illness that hit her mentor.
Her injuries she will wear with pride, far more than the sparse hair ornaments and makeup within her chests and closets. (Or, a look into one of the many moments said (and at a few points shown) that happened while Jang-Geum was on Jeju, aka that Yeon-Seng did daily prayers outside her neglected chambers not for the king to see her again but for Jang-Geum to return to the palace. Character and relationship study. For vocab_drabble Challenge #141: Quintessential.)
Disclaimer: I do not own Dae Jang-Geum/Jewel in the Palace, nor am I or will I ever profit from this work.
I.
EVERY SUNRISE AND SUNSET, Yeon-Seng prays outside her chambers—there hasn’t been a single morning or afternoon she’s forgotten to do so, looking for a sign from the spirits as she chants surrounded by large, clothed pots and a small offering fire being as routine to her as her hair being styled no longer for a virginal tail but a crown braid and her room being not a shared one with two other kitchen ladies but a singular one for a beginning, titleless partner of the Joseon King.
A few find her actions tedious and a few others find them pointless, most onlookers seeing them as both, but it is of no concern for her. She will never tire of her daily rituals. Instead, she will ingrain it into her mind and soul until she can see Jang-Geum at the palace once more.
She has to, the two surviving through all sorts of events from ominous turtles to dangerous cooking competitions, Jang-Geum helping her get through her birth mother’s deteriorating health and her kitchen mother’s fatal illness. Every single thing Yeon-Seng’s ever gotten out of, in fact, has been because of Jang-Guem.
Yeon-Seng will do anything she can to get Jang-Geum out of trouble at least a single time.
The attendant and kitchen ladies who used to respectively work around and with her now sneer at and mock her, but Lady Lee pays them no mind, resuming her whispers of Jang-Geum’s name hundreds of times she’s never done for the ruler of her country, seeing her best friend in her dreams far more than seeing King Jungjong either indirectly or directly.
Jang-Geum, Lady Han, and Lady Jung have been damned; as the sole survivor of Lady Choi’s rampage, she will press her palms and knees together even if they bleed until her prayers finally cleanse them of the sins falsely administered to the first two, and the accelerated illness that hit her mentor. Her injuries she will wear with pride, far more than the sparse hair ornaments and makeup within her chests and closets.
Lady Lee does not blush with love for her king, but if push comes to shove she shall tempt him with her pretty smiles that Min tries to advise her to flash and (what little of) finest fabrics within her possession, if only such favoritism that’ll result will be enough for a successful begging of Jang-Geum’s status and reputation to be restored.
Of course, for that to happen, the king needs to visit her section of the palace, which she knows not why (but has a little hunch due to whom) he has never done so. She does, however, know that even if she becomes forgotten by her king she will make sure the royal palace never forgets Jang-Geum.
Thus, every sunrise and sunset, Yeon-Seng prays, begging Joseon’s spirits to grant mercy to sweet, innocent Jang-Geum.
II.
Young-Ro’s trademark smirk is plastered on her face more blatantly than it already usually is as she closes the sliding door, joyfully taking a few gitty steps to the seat that has the Highest Kitchen Lady to her left and the Head Lady right in front of her.
“Lady Choi, the girls assigned to her have said that little charm you made them put near her room will likely work for centuries,” Yoon says with a little laugh, leaning in forward as she then exclaims, “they say she’s stopped asking the eunuchs for the king to come and just goes prays at a little fire for him now!”
The elder of the two Choi rolls her eyes before letting out a laugh herself. “Is that so? Looks like wasting such a good charm in the first place wasn’t needed for such a silly-minded girl like her. Let her pray in vain for King Jungjong to give her meager self another glance until her whiny mouth and clumsy fingers fall off. Focus on more serious matters now.”
Geum-Young looks at the latest sweets her aunt has been gifted, this time from one of the higher ladies from the sewing department for Lady Choi getting rid of a particularly noisy new sewing lady. Young-Ro, meanwhile, takes one of the few sour parts mixed in the sweets and slowly puts it into her mouth.
Almost as sour as the food she used to expose Jang-Geum’s loss of taste and make Hong a tool to further incriminate Lady Han.
Fandom: Dae Jang-Geum/Jewel in the Palace
Author:
luminiousRating: G
Word Count: 732
Characters/Pairings: Lee Yeon-Seng, Seo Jang-Geum, King Jungrong, Choi Seom-Geum, Yoon Young-Ro, Choi Geum-Young
Warnings: None outside of the implication of ritual sacrifice in part IV.
Summary:
The attendant and kitchen ladies who used to respectively work around and with her now sneer at and mock her, but Lady Lee pays them no mind, resuming her whispers of Jang-Geum’s name hundreds of times she’s never done for the ruler of her country, seeing her best friend in her dreams far more than seeing King Jungjong either indirectly or directly.
Jang-Geum, Lady Han, and Lady Jung have been damned; as the sole survivor of Lady Choi’s rampage, she will press her palms and knees together even if they bleed until her prayers finally cleanse them of the sins falsely administered to the first two, and the accelerated illness that hit her mentor.
Her injuries she will wear with pride, far more than the sparse hair ornaments and makeup within her chests and closets.
Disclaimer: I do not own Dae Jang-Geum/Jewel in the Palace, nor am I or will I ever profit from this work.
I.
EVERY SUNRISE AND SUNSET, Yeon-Seng prays outside her chambers—there hasn’t been a single morning or afternoon she’s forgotten to do so, looking for a sign from the spirits as she chants surrounded by large, clothed pots and a small offering fire being as routine to her as her hair being styled no longer for a virginal tail but a crown braid and her room being not a shared one with two other kitchen ladies but a singular one for a beginning, titleless partner of the Joseon King.
A few find her actions tedious and a few others find them pointless, most onlookers seeing them as both, but it is of no concern for her. She will never tire of her daily rituals. Instead, she will ingrain it into her mind and soul until she can see Jang-Geum at the palace once more.
She has to, the two surviving through all sorts of events from ominous turtles to dangerous cooking competitions, Jang-Geum helping her get through her birth mother’s deteriorating health and her kitchen mother’s fatal illness. Every single thing Yeon-Seng’s ever gotten out of, in fact, has been because of Jang-Guem.
Yeon-Seng will do anything she can to get Jang-Geum out of trouble at least a single time.
The attendant and kitchen ladies who used to respectively work around and with her now sneer at and mock her, but Lady Lee pays them no mind, resuming her whispers of Jang-Geum’s name hundreds of times she’s never done for the ruler of her country, seeing her best friend in her dreams far more than seeing King Jungjong either indirectly or directly.
Jang-Geum, Lady Han, and Lady Jung have been damned; as the sole survivor of Lady Choi’s rampage, she will press her palms and knees together even if they bleed until her prayers finally cleanse them of the sins falsely administered to the first two, and the accelerated illness that hit her mentor. Her injuries she will wear with pride, far more than the sparse hair ornaments and makeup within her chests and closets.
Lady Lee does not blush with love for her king, but if push comes to shove she shall tempt him with her pretty smiles that Min tries to advise her to flash and (what little of) finest fabrics within her possession, if only such favoritism that’ll result will be enough for a successful begging of Jang-Geum’s status and reputation to be restored.
Of course, for that to happen, the king needs to visit her section of the palace, which she knows not why (but has a little hunch due to whom) he has never done so. She does, however, know that even if she becomes forgotten by her king she will make sure the royal palace never forgets Jang-Geum.
Thus, every sunrise and sunset, Yeon-Seng prays, begging Joseon’s spirits to grant mercy to sweet, innocent Jang-Geum.
II.
Young-Ro’s trademark smirk is plastered on her face more blatantly than it already usually is as she closes the sliding door, joyfully taking a few gitty steps to the seat that has the Highest Kitchen Lady to her left and the Head Lady right in front of her.
“Lady Choi, the girls assigned to her have said that little charm you made them put near her room will likely work for centuries,” Yoon says with a little laugh, leaning in forward as she then exclaims, “they say she’s stopped asking the eunuchs for the king to come and just goes prays at a little fire for him now!”
The elder of the two Choi rolls her eyes before letting out a laugh herself. “Is that so? Looks like wasting such a good charm in the first place wasn’t needed for such a silly-minded girl like her. Let her pray in vain for King Jungjong to give her meager self another glance until her whiny mouth and clumsy fingers fall off. Focus on more serious matters now.”
Geum-Young looks at the latest sweets her aunt has been gifted, this time from one of the higher ladies from the sewing department for Lady Choi getting rid of a particularly noisy new sewing lady. Young-Ro, meanwhile, takes one of the few sour parts mixed in the sweets and slowly puts it into her mouth.
Almost as sour as the food she used to expose Jang-Geum’s loss of taste and make Hong a tool to further incriminate Lady Han.
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