In dramas, things tend to get worse before they get better. The palace revolt is reaching its climax as Grand Prince Jesan and his followers wreak havoc, believing they are acting for the greater good. Yi Heon and his men are still fending off the rebels in the Salgoji forest. I agreed with Gong-gil when he told Ji-yeong, after she was nearly captured by the rebel soldiers, that the best thing to do was to hide.

A young woman walked past her former high school on a cold autumn morning as she made her way to work. Her mind drifted to her final year as a senior. She had signed up for her high school choir for two reasons: the guaranteed easy A and the simple, misguided desire to sit near her secret crush. Both assumptions were horribly, tragically wrong.

When one celebrates a milestone birthday, it's supposed to be a day of celebration and happiness. Yet there will always be a dark cloud looming in the background, ready to rain on the parade. Harsh truths will come to light, and dangers will emerge. The timeless battle between good and evil has begun! In somewhat lighter news, it seems Ji-yeong is reluctant to accept Yi Heon's heartfelt proposal and remain in the Joseon era, becoming Yi Heon's companion.

The long, mahogany table in the lawyer's office was the last neutral territory they would ever share. Lynne signed her name with the same decisive pen stroke she used on official documents, the ink bleeding slightly into the thick, official paper. She didn't look at Frederick. "I still think we could have leveraged this," Frederick murmured, sliding the papers toward his soon-to-be ex-wife's lawyer.

Waking up lonely, Every single morning. Wondering if one should, Continue to stay that way. Heading down the wrong path, On the Road of Dreams. People say love is not in the cards, Yet one hopes to prove them wrong. For it won't be long, Till the right one comes.

Losing all your hope, Burned to nothing but blackened ashes. Sometimes things can get difficult, Or even downright cynical. There's no right advice to give, To help make this right. Gathering whatever's left, Of the empathy in your heart. Let us sit down together, To learn it the hard way.

The Blackfen Stable hadn't held a living soul, human or horse, for centuries. Locals only spoke its name in hushed tones, warning of Arionne, the phantom mare. Legend claimed she was a magnificent black charger, betrayed by her rider and swallowed by the marsh mud on a cold, harvest night. Now, she was less a ghost and more a sorrow that had taken the shape of equine grief: a shifting silhouette of midnight mist with two glowing orbs of ice for eyes.

He was powerless against her. He tried putting his foot down and laying down the law, but she always found a way to make him give in. That's what he gets for falling head over heels in love with her. Though he wouldn't trade her for the world, and he never will. "I want you to meet me at the Royal Garden later this afternoon," the King said.

Alecia was sitting at her kitchen counter, nursing a glass of warm milk after waking up in the middle of the night, when it happened. The quiet hum of the refrigerator provided the only sound in the 2:45 am stillness. She was tracing the edge of the lukewarm glass when a completely mundane detail unlocked a memory she didn't know she possessed.

When one is in love with someone, they tend to focus on the person that they care deeply about. Everything else fades into the background. The bond between Yi Heon and Ji-yeong deepens as tensions rise in the palace over the poisoning of the Grand Prince Jinmyeong. I had to chuckle at the beginning of the episode where Yi Heon was waiting for Ji-yeong in the palace greenhouse, imagining their interaction.

They say love conquers all. That if one has love, they're set for life. Guess those who said that didn't take off their rose-coloured glasses. Yet there are things that one does out of love. Especially kill. I was beyond shocked when Mayor Tillman was revealed to be Lester's killer. That, and he's the owner of the severed finger, which was chopped off by Nicky with a cleaver when the latter found out that the mayor was sleeping with Sofia during a game night in the Gaming Parlour with the Billionaire Trio.

Tae had managed five days in New York City without sleeping more than three hours a day. The acquisition was complex, the American lawyers were aggressive, and the jet lag was a constant, dull throb behind his eyes. He sat in his corporate-leased apartment, reviewing documents, the city lights below offering cold, glittering comfort. He missed Hari terribly. They spoke twice a day, every day.

The first two rounds of the cooking competition between the Royal Cooks and the Ming Cooks have officially concluded. The scores for each have been tied. Now, the real test begins as the third and final round commences. I was beyond shocked that Yu Kun would give such a low score to the Royal Cooks' dish while Yi Heon gave the Ming Cooks a pretty high score.

He told her to run. Run as far as she can. A sense of déjà vu washed over him as he remembered what he did to his ex-wife's precious cat. He smirked as the memory of pulling the trigger on the scared, bolting feline filled his dark mind. Liam was a war veteran. He served his country doing what he did best: being a sniper.

Tale as old as rock and roll, Becoming the best when you win. Rub it in everyone's face, When you emerge victorious. Fight until you reach, The top of the mountain. Let the flame inside your soul, Burn into a blazing inferno. Drown out the screams, You got the power.

Bad luck seems to follow, Wherever she goes. Cause problems big and small, Much to her dismay. Can't take her anywhere, On land or in the air. Though she might give you a Death Glare, Should you say that to her face. Yet it's nice to have a best friend, Even if she's a jinx.

A young couple stood in the fountain square, the air thick with unspoken words. The argument had been silent, conducted through rigid postures and sharp, hurting glances. Jenae could feel the chill spreading from the stone pavement up her legs. She was about to turn away—to let the tension snap and walk until she couldn’t feel her feet—when the sky split open with a startling crack of thunder.

He found the spot—a ruin of red velvet and melted plastic where his family’s travelling circus had burned down fifty years ago. He wasn’t looking for ghosts, just a quiet corner to polish his antique revolver, but then again, this place rarely granted silence. His little sister appeared on a ridge of scorched rubble, her usual theatrical flair muted by the soot-stained air.

The cab dropped her off at the outskirts of the city. She found a small restaurant nestled in a hidden alley and ordered a glass of beer and crispy fried chicken. If she were here with her boyfriend, he would no doubt fuss over the ingredients and the presentation. A soft chuckle left her lips as she envisioned the scene in her mind.

The cooking competition between the Joseon Royal Cooks and the Ming Cooks is officially starting! After the chaos of the previous episode, it's time to get down to business! The first round begins with each team creating a unique meat dish. Ji-yeong plans to make spicy braised short ribs, unaware that her chilli powder has gone missing. Meanwhile, the Ming will make Kung Pao Chicken using the chilli powder Ya Feixiu acquired from Grand Prince Jeson in exchange for Sichuan pepper.

Ever since technology emerged, humanity has come to depend on it in their daily life, from turning social media into their virtual diary to incorporating their preferences in various devices around the house. There's a fine line between sharing too little and sharing too much. The question is, do you give in to temptation and spill the tea, or do you listen to your rational side and withhold it?

Her hands held the steaming cup of hot cocoa as she stared at the drink, not taking a single sip. She thought she had found her person. The one she was meant to be with. Yet Fate decided to be cruel and drive a wedge between her and her chance at happiness. Her mind drifted back to what happened the day before.

Space. The vast unknown that’s still being discovered. Not everyone has the privilege of going up into space. Well, not unless they're professionally trained astronauts at NASA or rich, entitled billionaires with money to burn for a brief, expensive joyride. I wanted to strangle Tripp for wanting to go ahead with the launch despite being warned that there was a geomagnetic storm coming.

The preparations for the cooking competition against the Ming cooks are officially underway! Ji-yeong strategizes with the royal cooks to come up with the best dishes to beat the Ming cooks. She believes that focusing on the final dish, a ginseng soup dish, will help them win against the Ming. The question is, she requires a specially made pot to cook the Silkie ginseng chicken soup, or ogolgye samgyetang, in. Surely she will get it made in time for the competition, yes? I facepalmed during the scene where Ji-yeong is continuing her strategizing late into the night, and Yi Heon decides to secretly listen in by poking a peephole through the screen door.