100 Days of Being a Princess of Joseon
Meet the King and Queen
"Lo, tell me, where is this.?" Ara asked the girl who introduced herself as Han's maid.
"Sorry princess, what is Lo?" Ask back to Han's lady, confused by Ara's new-sounding vocabulary.
"Oh, yeah, Lo, uh, you mean. Where is this really.?" Erang Ara with his frustrated tone.
"It's in the Joseon kingdom, Your Majesty." Answer to dayang Han.
"What year, what year is it now.?" Ara asked back, not satisfied with the answer just now
"1390 Princess." Answer Han's lady-in-waiting again.
Baffled. He looked around, huh. It must be prank.
Spreading his eyes with those eyes.
Unsatisfied, he stood up and began to walk, surrounding the room.
"What's up, Your Majesty, what are you looking for.?" Han asked the puzzled lady-in-waiting, seeing Ara touch a lot in that space.
"Gue, uh, I'm looking for a camera. It must be here. It must be the girl's fucking prank." Reply Ara growled
"Camera? a prank? that's what Your Majesty?" Back dayang Han was confused to hear the word coming out from Ara's red lips.
"Arghhhh, dammit. I still can't believe it before...." He jumped over the small table in front of him, and rushed to grab the sliding door... Then
Brak, the door was opened with a little rough until
He's stunned
"This, where????" The spirit of the expanse of humans down and forth that are caught in the clear netra.
From the one who looked similar to the lady in there, the man dressed like a soldier, the old man in his maroon and blue clothes, to... The group of people who remember it appeared in the drama saeguk collection.
"What the hell, where I'am now??" Ask wonder.
"Hey, you, come here." Call him to the figure standing firmly in front of the building where he is standing now.
The man wearing the soldier uniform looked confused.
His master was calling him, right.? What did his master say? What language is that? A gesture of confusion on the soldier's face.
"Here!!!" Shouts Ara frustrated
Approaching, the soldier lowered his head, not daring to stare at the figure before him.
"What year are we in? what kingdom? and I'm, uh who am I?" Ara asked back.
Not satisfied with the answer of the lady who was now standing behind him.
"Sorry Your Majesty, we are in the year 1390, the kingdom of Joseon." Reply to the soldier, the same.
Ara flinched confused, furious. He was not satisfied, until...
Crowded groups of raucous carnival-like people headed towards him.
He saw the figure of a man his father's age, wearing a black hat, complete with red hanbok pictured, dragon?? and accompanied by a beautiful woman beside him who was no less graceful, like a queen.
Wait, who is this? they were filming and were disturbed by Ara's voice..?
"Hwa Princess. Why this.?" That heavy yet charismatic voice solved Ara's confusion.
"You, who?" Tanya Ara was no less confused, ignoring the man's question.
"Puteri." Call the figure of a woman who is like the queen of Ara earlier.
"Mr Princess." There was a noise behind the couple.
Adding to Ara's forehead crispness.
"What is this, where am I." Ara's screams are held back. He immediately went inside, ignoring the call of the carnival.
Why did they all yell in frustration at him, shouldn't Ara be like that.
He's rummaging through the stuff in the room.
"Mr Princess, what are you looking for.? Ask the Han lady who followed Ara in.
"Puteri, what happened to you.?" The Queen's woman's soft voice said Ara.
Ara turned her head, then approached the female pair of men in dragon clothes earlier.
"Mobile, I, uh, I'm looking for my phone and my bag." Answer Ara
"Mobile?, What is a Princess?" Confused the woman. So did the man and the lady.
Ara groaned again. Come on, no one knows what he just mentioned. Although in the corner of the world though of course pastj people know, even though they are still in the form of an old ringtoon with a flashlight on it.
"Mobile phones, cell phones are like, like,.... "Pause, he was really surprised.
"You don't know what a cell phone is????" Ara asked in surprise. He saw one face in front of him. There is no such lie.
"Oh God, Where am I?" Grumble Ara again.
"Puteri, watch your talk, now Your Majesty is here." The voice of a woman who looks like Han's ladyboy but is a little older aka older means.
"Your Majesty?? you mean what?" Ara's question didn't understand. Why should he keep talking to an unknown person with such a sharp delicacy.
"Puteri." The graceful lady with the dragon chondes in her hair walked over and hugged Ara's soft body. Handled her lovingly, and sounded a sob later.
"I'm sorry Mom, Princess Hwa. Since we can't take care of you, then that terrible incident almost happened again." Said the woman claiming to be her mother, Huh Mother?? Don't ask, Ara's getting confused.
"Mother? You're my mother? Well, I think I got a prank, all of you.!!!"Shouted Ara, pointing to all sides of the room, hoping that if his way of thinking that there was a prank shooting event against him, then, they would get a reply from the girl.
"Porter!!!!" A voice that was quite up but not angry or rebuking now called out to him.
Ara was still circulating her gaze, trying to justify her prejudice.
Although it has not materialized, but he remains convinced, something is wrong here.
"Hwa Princess!!!" again call out the heavy voice of the man in the red dragon clothes earlier.
"What the hell." Reply Ara was a little upset.
"Mr Princess!!" Frustrated screams of the ladies who heard their daughter speak like that.
"Your Majesty the King, forgive Princess Hwa." Pinta the woman who called herself Ara's mother earlier.
"My heart, instead of being angry, the princess doesn't seem to be all right." Clearly the King, looking gently at the woman.
Ara, was again surprised by the drama before her now.
"Your Majesty? You, King?" Show Ara to the figure of the man earlier. Then the point now turns to the woman, "And you, Queen???" Ask Ara.
"Mr Princess." The maids bowed their bodies, including the one named Han earlier.
"Your Majesty, please forgive Princess Hwa." Whispers of the voice of the supplication of forgiveness from the group who named them maids.
While Ara.
His steps backward, he moved recklessly holding his head that felt dizzy.
Wait, he is now really in the era of the Joseon kingdom?
With her status as a princess named Hwa?
No!!! This is not true, he must be dreaming now.
Immediately he sat down and buried his head on the small table in the room.
A little frustrated by banging his head, occasionally pinching his soft cheeks. Hoping if, he would soon wake up from....
This crazy dream, with her as Jo Ara, is beautiful, fashionable, famous as a beauty influencer with many men around her and her freedom in getting along.
Not as a figure named Hwa, this Bad Look.
