Nancy's Perspective
"Did you hear? A new concubine was selected out of nowhere, and no one knows what family she comes from. Apparently, she keeps telling everyone to call her Beth, though she's actually Precious Consort Elisabeth."
"Beth? What a crude name. Perhaps she's from a commoner's house?"
So there I was, pulling laundry off the line, soaking up the sun and the fresh scent of clean clothes, when I overheard two women working at the next line gossiping like it was their full-time job. I was in my zen zone, eyes closed, enjoying the birds singing and the warm breeze, but then I caught a snippet of their chatter. Was that Beth they were talking about? Coincidence or should I be worried?