Prince Jimin knew that the garden was off limits, but he wasn’t everyone else. He was special. His father favored him unlike his brothers and sisters. He was given special treatment. He was given permission to enter the garden only if he kept it a secret from the empress and his siblings. Jimin enjoyed the company of his family and friends, but he still needed alone time on occasion. He needed a place to think and the only place he could truly get alone time was the garden. There was nothing special about this garden, but he enjoyed going because he knew no one else would be there. While he was taking a stroll through the garden, he was shocked to find a girl there. Her voice flowed seamlessly with the atmosphere. The flower petals flew up from the ground, making her look like a fairy. Her glossy black hair swayed with the wind. She had her eyes closed while singing. There were plenty of girls in the palace with beautiful faces, but none of them made his heart tremble. Just the sigh
Jimin’s request surprised her, “Could we meet at least once a week?” Yuna was so dumbfounded, she didn’t know what to say. Did he think she had all the time in the world? Wasn’t he supposed to be busy? She had only one thought, this stupid prince only thinks about playing around. He should be worried about his scheming brothers and sisters. His death is approaching and all he can think about is playing around. Someone please smack some sense into this prince. Yuna tried her best to not show what she was thinking, but it was difficult. She definitely wanted to yell at him, but she knew that the only way to get out of this situation was to agree with him. Even if she had to agree, she wasn’t going to make it easy for him. Yuna put on a pouty face and acted sad, “I’d like to agree with you, but my father is very strict. Even if my father agreed, I still wouldn’t be able to. I’m very busy. I hardly have time to meet you once a week.” Prince Jimin was a sly on
The sunset was a dazzling pinkish orange color. Yuna stared at the sky while waiting patiently for her plan. She was originally planning on getting Prince Jimin to find out what happened to Sun but decided that it was impossible for him to know. Guwon citizens had distorted opinions about Ezraens. She didn’t believe a prince would be any different. He grew up in a place that abhorred any Ezraen people. Yuna highly doubted that anyone in this society would be different. The only people she believed were normal were her family and Eunho. The only way she could find out more about Sun is by finding her father or find out on her own. If Sun was captured and kept alive, she would be locked up in the Pocheung. If she wasn’t there, she had no clue where she could be. She just hoped that Sun was still alive. The maids circled her residence busily while doing various tasks. The maids that directly served her were like spies that refused to leave her. They were st
Yuna had no clue how she ended up in this situation. She dreamt that she was chasing a chicken leg when she suddenly felt someone’s breath on her face. She instantly woke up to find a handsome face inches away from hers. His face reflected under the moonlight was extremely mesmerizing. His long eyelashes and seductive lips made her gulp. If only she had met a handsome man like this in the modern world… She shook her head to clear her mind of such thoughts. How in the world did she end up in this situation? The last thing she remembered was eating tons of delicious food. Was she drugged? She grew suspicious of the innocently sleeping man next to her. Despite his handsome appearance, he was sly like a fox. It would be a terrible idea to fall for such a man. His scheming is even better than the palace ladies. She began shivering thinking about what he could’ve done to her while she was asleep. She looked down and noticed that her outer hanbok was removed. Th
Yuna shivered as soon as she stepped outside. It was dark out and the lanterns lit up the walkway. She hid in the shadows behind buildings. There were a few guards keeping watch at night. It would be difficult for her to make it past the guards without getting caught. She picked up a stone and tossed it as far as she could. Luckily for her, the guards heard the sound and rushed towards the stone. She made her way around the building and into the garden. She made sure to not step on any branches to alert the guards. The trees and bushes were a great cover. She was easily able to maneuver through the garden without getting caught.She made her way towards Minho's quarters. If Minho were to kidnap someone the prison cell should be near his courtyard. She remembers being locked up in there during her first life. She made her way through the garden towards his courtyard. It was a good thing she remembered the exact layout of Minho's residence, else she would have been lost.While walking
Princess Ara couldn't see Yuna's face, but she could picture a brave girl standing before her. She admired Yuna ever since she saved her from almost getting married off early. All because of Yuna, she was able to avoid getting married for this long. She smiled, "I admire you. I wouldn't be able to do the same things as you."Yuna asked, "What do you mean?" Princess Ara explained, "The way you answered Father's test questions were remarkable. I couldn't believe such efficient methods could be used to solve those problems. I believe that you're the only one that can help me. I haven't married yet, but it doesn't mean I'll remain unmarried. It's only a matter of time before I get married to the Dark Lord."Yuna had never heard anyone call themselves the Dark Lord. Why did it sound similar to a demon lord in a fantasy rpg game? She wondered if maybe she was going crazy. Is this world similar to a game? She asked, "Who's the Dark Lord?" Ara sighed, "He's my fiancee. I was arranged to marry
Princess Ara panicked, "You can't. He'll hurt you." Yuna knew what Ara was worried about, but she needed to find out more about the Dark Lord. She explained, "I'll dress up as a maid. He doesn't know who I am. Everything will be okay. Just trust me." Princess Ara suddenly began crying, "It's not what you think. He's a lot more scarier than you think. He sacrifices people for a god that no one has ever heard of. Miyon citizens have this religion that worships the King as the vessel to the Dark Lord (god). This is the reason he is called the Dark Lord. The sacrifices make him grow stronger. I witnessed him grow stronger once someone is sacrificed. It was the most horrible thing anyone could witness." Ara began shivering and she seemed lost in her thoughts. She seemed terrified by the things in her memories. Yuna shook her out of her nightmarish thoughts, "Princess, don't be scared. No normal human can grow stronger from murdering someone. He probably just fooled you." Ara looked at Yu
Yuna's petite figure knelt down on the wooden platform as the executioner forced down on her weak shoulder. The hordes of civilians surrounded the platform with a look of disdain on their faces. None of them understood her. She could feel the hatred emanating from the crowd below. She frantically searched for the man she devoted her life to, her husband. She discovered a man in the distance. His familiar figure slowly approached her. On closer inspection, there was a petite woman clutching unto his muscular arm. The woman’s long lashes fluttered like a butterfly as her tender voice could be heard. Her long white gown portrayed a young maiden of her innocence and purity. On first impression, she resembled a white flower that was fragile yet dazzling. She had a certain charm about her that brought the men to their knees. Both men and women in the crowd, gazed at the picturesque scene of the couple emerging before them. The man was none other than the emperor of their kingdom. He stood