100 Days of Being a Princess of Joseon

Where is the Soul of the Princess?

Smoke filled the room that was no less than 4x3 square meters. The knick-knacks of various statues from the largest size to the smallest became the main sight in the room. The dominant colors of red wrapped in gold and yellow and blue are the catch of color in the eye. And, in particular, a table with some equipment and a figure behind the table is the main object of the owner of the room.

Samans. Or better known shamans of the Joseon era.

Tok tok tok tok

The sound of a knock at night, greeting the ears of women aged 50 years and over.

"Who?" tanyanya standing. But his steps stopped when he felt if the guest, not an ordinary person.

And.

Sretti

Right, the catch of Saman's inner eye earlier.

"Welcome to Your Majesty." greet the two guests wearing hoods of dark blue and dark purple respectively.

"Please come in, your majesty." the old man immediately put his body to the edge, making room for his great guest to get into his meager hut.

The queen was with her personal ladyboy to climb into the room that was enough to make anyone's guts will creep instantly, even though it does not store creepy objects, but the aura created by the room is what makes the level of horror created.

Slowly, the queen sat down with pads that had been provided. Following later, the owner of the building immediately sat opposite the queen who was accompanied next to him, the ladyboy.

"i reckon. You already know what I mean, saman." said the queen opening the first conversation.

Saman also smiled his smile, then, his hand grabbed a pinch of objects sprinkled on a round object and then after that appeared white smoke billowed slightly.

"I think, what I caught through my inner eye, may indeed be the purpose of the glorious coming here." greet the confidently. He estimated the intention of the noblewoman coming, of course the same as the time, when other palace nobles visited him.

Princess Ara.

They both seem to have the same goal.

"Are you, your majesty, also about to ask about the daughter of Hwa, are you?" saman threw out his estimation that was able to make the queen and her ladies look at him in amazement.

Heleh, that's his job, kaleee.

"Your abilities are indeed proven to be saman." praise the queen on the saman guess.

And Saman was proud of the clear sentence as a form of praise to him.

"It's not wrong for my feet to step here, is it?" ask the queen later.

Saman returned with a smile, feeling that his ability was appreciated by the number one noble in the country. Queen.

"Thank you very much, your majesty. However, my ability is only as a worthless shaman, noble one" said the shaman humbled himself.

Because in that era, a shaman is like a butcher who is considered remen and despicable. Moreover, shamans, they have to stay away from the settlement because it brings a lot of ugliness around it. For the people of Joseon, having the ability of a shaman or saman class is the same as giving status under a commoner. Though many from the lowly to the nobility even the palace came to him.

Irony right?

"Heh, hurry, show me what I want, saman. Don't beat around the bush." The queen's orders reluctantly linger on pleasantries at the suit.

"Alright, your highness." replied saman. He must increasingly prove that the queen's intention to come to ask for his help is not wrong. He needs a confession.

However, he caught on to something different in this queen.

In the middle of his hands that began to act sow back on the container that will emit smoke. Suddenly stopped.

"Why saman. Did you find the answer we asked for?" the queen's lady-in-waiting asked the suit when the shaman stopped his action quickly.

"Is this girl, not your daughter, your highness?" ask Saman who got inspired when starting the ritual. Because from the first time he saw the queen, it was quite strange if the noble woman came to him because of her own daughter.

"It's so fucking rude of you!!" hardik the ladyboy on a question that is considered too meddling.

But the queen's hand was perfectly raised, stopping the protesting babble from her paddle.

The queen then threw a probing gaze at the female shaman. And....

"Hahahahhaha," the queen's laughter immediately answered the shaman's question. Making the lady-in-waiting by his side stunned for an instant, even with the shaman himself.

Not expecting the reaction issued by the queen to the question.

"You. You are indeed reliable, saman." The rest of the queen's laughter still accompanied her as she blurted out the sentence just now.

"And soon you will find what I want." the queen said again, resolute and impressed not to wait too long.

"Okay, your queen" replied the suit, agreeing to the queen's order again.

Although he knew the intention of the queen's arrival, however, he wanted to reaffirm it with the action of his shaman.

The smoke from the burning of scented objects stung, adding to the horror value in the room increasingly thick.

It took 20 minutes for the suit to search for the queen's wishes in more detail and lots of important info.

"The girl named princess Hwa." he said ending his shamanism.

The queen with great purpose listened to the words of the shaman who was cut off. Waiting as his hands clenched over his lap.

"Quick say!!" the queen's impatient.

"As you wish and confuse. This girl aka princess Hwa... It's not his soul that's in his body right now." Continue the saman in the previous sentence.

The queen and the lady-in-waiting were completely shocked, their expressions could not be covered.

"Don't mess with the shaman!" hardik dayang again, as if not received with the information just now.

But the Saman was not afraid at all. His frail body asserts that it guarantees that sensitive information.

Of course if he was wrong, his neck was ready to be slashed right then and there.

"I can vouch for that, Your Majesty." he sure looked up at the queen.

The queen returned the gaze even more sharply, looking in the depths of the old eye for honesty and pleasures. Although, the queen caught the perfect honesty there.

"Oh yeah? Then, princess Hwa is being possessed by another soul, so you mean saman?" the queen asked to confirm the doubt in her.

"Yes your honor." the suit justifies.

"Then whose soul entered the body of the daughter of Hwa? How dare to enter the body of a noble." said the queen with a dislike face.

"The one who possessed the body of princess Hwa was the soul of a woman who came from the future, your majesty." again, Saman replied to the queen.

"Women's souls from the future?" repeat the queen on the dominant word in her ear.

Saman nodded for sure.

"Then, where's the princess' soul?" the queen was curious. If the soul of another person possessed the daughter of Hwa, then, where is the soul of the owner of the body?

"Her debt I don't know where it is, your majesty. It could be that he was possessing the body of the girl who is currently in the body of princess Hwa." terka saman.

"How dare!!" the queen growled angrily, when she found out, the soul that possessed princess Hwa belonged to someone else.