100 Days of Being a Princess of Joseon
Mysterious Figure¿???
"How come????!!!!" hardik a figure who covered himself with maroon-colored robes.
Facing a lady-in-waiting who was none other than the maid of the crown prince.
Nervously the lady-in-waiting could not get a tantrum from a person who was certainly higher in power.
Earlier. Without the need for a report from the members of his plot, the mysterious figure had already heard all the rumors of the change of princess Hwa, both her attitude, as well as her face and courage coming out of her residence. As if, the girl they had targeted the crime, was as undaunted as when they had successfully intimidated her.
"You, keep an eye out, and call our other members. Looks like, this time we'll add a lesson to that selfless girl." The clear figure of his voice was a woman.
Nod obediently, "Good madam. I'll do it." The answer.
******
"You know, apparently it wasn't enough for me to meet you just once back then, on the shore of that lake...." A heavy voice belonged to a man who was now standing looking at Ara's body lying weakly on the bed.the man who had a gallant body, who was, visible from the solid back that is so tightly embraced by the suit he uses. Although he turned his back to thor and readers, but it can be ascertained if it was a man who was unemployed the girl.
"Help you, make me want to know who you are. Ara." Said slowly.
From behind the door that had a transparent glass gap, a pair of eyes were watching the two people inside. His gaze was sharp, implying deep hatred.
"You, you fucking girl. I'll make you the same, though,... Just like when you destroyed me." The heavy voice that was conditional on vengeance was going out slowly.
Who are the two of them?
*****
"My ears are really cute.." The grumpy girl standing in the middle of the bridge below was pooling clear water full of lotuses blooming both white and pink.
From a distance, his servants stood steady and on standby at his position, but... Not on the net of those who....
Occasionally steal a glance at the girl dressed in red hanbok with small flower embroidery on some parts of the skirt, while her boss dominates the pale yellow color, which from earlier always can not be calm in its establishment. And not infrequently the servants gave each other a code of speech through the gaze of the eyes or the motion of some parts of the face such as the chin, eyebrows, or lips... Questioning his master's movements.
In the midst of the chaos of Ara. From where he stood. He saw a suspicious movement, which at first glance almost escaped his sight so quickly the figure ran.
Seconds next...
Wushhhhhhh
As fast as lightning Ara put her foot forward, chasing after the figure.
Making a solid line behind him, dumbfounded. And it did not take long, they also ran behind their employers, by adding choral chord effects with the same lyrics....
"Your Majesty¡!!!!!!!" yell at them from behind.
Steady, Ara kept running, still trying to focus on maintaining her gaze on the target being chased.
"Whispering really, be careful if you realize I'm chasing, those who scream not clear it will I strapp allaaa." Furious Ara will his servant.
However, the chorus was still fixed on the strains but the lyrics changed.
"Hwa Princess!!!!" so did their screams this time.
Anxious, "Yes, noisy, where this is a really tough dress sihh." grumbled Ara.
Turn, and....
"Huh? Where's that guy???" ask him to yourself.
Should have been, that figure......
'It's a dead end, but....."
"Isn't this heading...." The eyes of princess Hwa shone sharply on the flat wall, which led to a building opposite her. And that building. In view of the shape of the roof is sturdy towering.
"Crown prince??" muttered. As his mind raged inside there, that noisy line...
Arriving.
The clattering of noisy and slow steps, messing with Ara's thinking concentration.
Obtained
Sardonic
"Are you okay?" Ask
Ara's response, narrowing her eyes full of investigation, was also another line of servants did not escape the killing gaze from her.
1......2........3.
"Kaliaaaannn!" The girl shouted a thick frustrated tone.
Moving his hands as a form of affirmation of his wrath.
"Arghhhhh, I'm the same as you" he continued, stepping around the line. And for those who get sprayed, do not ask, they are certainly dumbfounded, for sure. The hysterical princess was not typical of their minimal employers.
Ara stopped stepping...
"And, this shirt too.arghhh, I'm so good" Squeezed the big hanbok shirt with his anxiety.
"Gue wants a Blackpink!!!" hanbok!!!!" His grunts with that stifled scream.
Leaving the ladies who have trouble regulating their breath. And now they had to walk again, quickly because the princess who was in the middle of emotion, walking as if pursued by the enemy alone.
While behind the wall, that became a barrier between Ara and herself. Yeah, that mysterious figure, nothing else and nothing.....
The crown prince's personal bodyguard. Breathe freely. Although.... He doesn't know his decision to run here right or wrong.
******
"30 days, yes I've been here 30 days, and, all still stagnant." Ara scrawled scribbles paper sheets with origin.
In front of her, Han's lady-in-waiting watched intently and occasionally let out a wrinkled expression at her temple each time she found princess Hwa doing something outside her usual routine.
"Your Majesty, Princess Hwa, there's a king visiting you." A faint sound was heard from outside the door of the residence room belonging to Princess Hwa.
"Huh? The king? Bokap me? Tumben." said Ara who tidied the writing supplies, and did not forget his clothes as well.
srettt
The door opened, and the king boldly stepped in.
"Your Majesty." Welcome Ara to bow her head in respect.
Ara took a small bearing and sat on one side to the left of the table which is now behind her there is a king in place of the sitting position of the princess.
"How are you, princess Hwa?" His voice reflected the stoutness of a man. It is natural that he becomes a leader, because he does have that aura.
"Your Majesty." Answer Ara softly.
Smiling, looking at the princess who was no longer wearing a veil on her face. Until the rumor he heard, it was true.
"I'm here to see firsthand what you know, princess Hwa." The line of sentences was strung together to be the reason for the arrival of the king to the residence of the princess Hwa.
Ara nodded slowly."Yes, my lord, I know." he said.
"I'm happy, if you can go back to being who you were. Without the need to avoid, or keep yourself locked up here, isn't that so boring, princess Hwa?" The King asked.
'Self-improvement? Dodging' Inner Ara repeated a word that caught strange in her hearing.
"What and whoever has made you gloomy, tell me, princess. For I am the king, and also the father to you." the king returned softly to his voice.
"Okay, sire." answered Ara back.
"Then, how did you get that face, actually even better than before, princess.??" Ask the man, see the look on the face of princess Hwa who now looks different when compared to before.
"I'm using a decorated kit, Your Honor." Reply Ara, honestly.
The man's forehead wrinkled, "Then, who decorated your face so beautifully as that, Princess?" again, the man.
Smiling, yet looking proud on her face, Ara replied, "I'm alone, Your Majesty" Ara said
Making the king, not believing if a princess who has been served so often, it is true to often do his own thing. He even heard that his son was reluctant to be served while bathing, dressing, and now.... He even decorated it himself.
Emejing isn't it, sire....???
