chiaso:

              “I think the reign of Ivan the Terrible is my
               least favorite.” She answers promptly, a
               grim smile illuminating upon her face.
               “You said that right, don’t worry about it.
                Are you comfortable in another language?
                I can switch if you’d like.” After all, she can
                speak and read every language known to man.

( 俊 )  —  Ivan the Terrible.. Comparatively, he was 
               just as infamous as his Chinese
               counterpart, Emperor Yang of
               the short-lived Sui dynasty.

              Taken aback, he would have to
              take up the offer ever so kindly
              given. “Ah.. Mandarin, please?”
              Junhui angles his head to the
              side, a bashful grin toothy.

+CHIASO:

               “I don’t have a favorite dynasty, Junhui-ah,” She purses
                her lips, “There are too many dynasties that fascinate
                me.” That I’ve lived through is what she wanted to say,
                though, it would create an awkward situation.

( 俊 )  —  It was understandable, the older woman’s counter. The
                    Chinese history has had its fair share of vibrant eras.
                    “But.. if I may ask, what’s your least favourite?” the
                    translated Korean running through his head twice in
                    a repetitious loop. “Oh, did I say that right?”

+CHIASO:

           “Yeah! I recall– it was one of the greatest eras 
             of orderly government and social stability in
             human history.” she states confidently with a
             gentle smile.

 ( 俊 )  —  “Yeah, great prosperity, actually,” the centerized
                      topic brought a discreet smile upon his lips. His
                      motherland was greatly missed, “Is it your 
                      favourite dynasty, noona?”

+CHIASO:

  ( 俊 )  —  “You sure do know a lot about the Ming dynasty,
                  I failed that topic, actually.” the meek
                  confession paired with his crown hung low.

                 “It’s like as if noona lived through it!”