The Queen? Haneul had heard everything about the Queen, by everything she was addressing the malicious rumors around the Queen which was a lot that one could turn the stories they have heard to a book. Most people around her seemed to have turned stiff, some had pale face and Haneul was not naive to not know the reason was the Queen's arrival.
From afar, she could see the Rick red silk gown and the golden frame all around the clothes. Her hair was tied high and there was a man beside her who diligently offered his hand to help the Queen walk steadily through the uneven path.
"Haneul!" Her mother whispered-scream, reminding her of the basic etiquette to bow.
Haneul saw how instead of the normal bowing of bending the upper body with hand crossed in front of the waist, everyone descended on the ground, no matter what title they had. The submission the Queen wanted was clear by the way she demanded her people to greet her.
