
There were three sheets in the workroom. One's gone. All I can think about today is where that one sheet is now, smiling with my face.
From today, I'll guard the workroom door myself. I've already written down everyone who came and went.
Is it truly proper to entrust your royal person to a place that can't even keep hold of a single sheet of paper?
Dohwaseo paper has always had a way of growing legs. I'll catch it before the day's out.

