100 Days of Being a Princess of Joseon

Voodo Dolls

Ara was trying to keep her emotions stable. Do not let the man who just threw a question on him be able to read the slightest strange motion from him.

Don't make it, Ara!!!

Come close. He grabbed a small cup that seemed to be made from the best porcelain of the era.

It's clear, the nobility, yes, the quality of the number one.

"What do you mean, Your Majesty?" Ask Ara before sipping the tea water that was already in her fingers.

Silence, not answering. Ara, still trying to calm down with the element of tea that definitely gives soothing properties.

Done it.

Ara raised her head. And....

Oh God!

The doi was staring at him, fixed, intense, and meaningful!!!.

What does it mean try??

Chuckled softly, stocking up on the poison that had always managed to lure Ara away like before. Smile.

"You know, princess." she said, briefly.

Ara doesn't understand.

"Don't we share the same secret" he continued

Ara looked at him

"The secret we know what it is" the man added.

'Confidential?, same?' ara's mind didn't understand at all.

What does it mean try seh!¡!!!!!!

Ara was now looking back at the man. Looking for things that make him not understand. Don't mess with Ara, okay?? Ara doesn't like it. Because, he sometimes likes Lola aka Slow Loading. Pa again here there's no internet network whatsoever. It's getting harder.

The one being stared at, still gave the same expression. Smile, even if it only scratches a little. But, the picture is clear. Perfect.

Come on!!! Ara just give it up. Flag up. Give me an answer, please!!!!!

If he could, he would certainly give such a whimper. But, this.... Oh God!!! It can't be!!!!

"You forgot, princess?" the man opened his voice again. However, why in the form of a question sentence, not an answer sentence.

How!!!!!

"No, of course I remember, crown prince. You think I'm that old, huh??" gerutu Ara whose purpose is regrettable because it does not understand.

However, the man nicknamed the crown prince, chuckled again, and Ara did not like that.

Really!!!

Then.... Unexpectedly.

"I'll just go home then." the crown prince was already standing steadily, making Ara look up sharply to find the body of the man who had thrown the puzzle game was ready to leave him, and he was ready to leave, with curiosity of course.

Swung haughtily past Ara who was already in a standing position. Although he had time to throw a smile, but this time did not have an impact on the damn pounding that was always unclear in the cavity of his body. Because, this time Ara was really frustrated with the mystery chatter.

And, why should the crown prince invite him to play it. Just try the three rancid girls or princess Ara, of course it is easy for her to ignore or threaten to ask for answers, but it does not apply to men who have second authority in this country other than the king.

"Arggghh, before me." cried Ara frustrated after the death of the crown prince who had vanished from behind the sliding door.

"Gilakkkk, he's arghhh. What the hell does that mean." Back his grunts with a fairly intense tone, to bring up the figure of a young woman in green clothes who is always loyal and ready for him... Dayang Han's.

"What's up, Your Majesty?" her question was so open the same door that the annoying man had passed.

"Gue sebel, Han's lady. A really nice pack." Furious Ara answered the young lady's question.

The girl's forehead that asked Ara was now furrowing deeply. Don't understand your slack..

"Come on, we're out, I'm stuck here." Ara swiftly pulled her body towards the sliding door. It's rough, and....

Glancing at Dayang Han who was still consistent in his position.

"Why keep quiet, hayook." Anxious Ara with that silent attitude.

"Yes Princess." Han's lady-in-waiting followed Ara to the outside of the residence.

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While elsewhere. In one corner of the building that is quite minimal light, 4 people are standing opposite. With the body covered in each other's robes.

One of them took out an object from a black cloth package.

Paan seh????

Give it to the figure in the green robes.

"You, give it to the lady-in-waiting of princess Hwa. Tell him to put it in his blanket, and also in his bathhouse." The command of the figure who has the posture and the voice of the woman who gave the package earlier.

Take the package and put it on one of his clothes. So carefully.

While the other two figures, lurking around with a standby attitude, if there is anything suspicious or guards or people who are not their team suddenly ambushed.

"This time, princess Hwa must obey and fear this threat. Because if he doesn't, then he'll repeat the same thing back to him." Clearly a mysterious female figure who seemed to be the main messenger of the apple fragrance flower gang, who again intimidated Princess Hwa in the form of a threat from the mysterious package earlier

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Ara, who was beginning to feel a sense of tranquility, rushed down from the bridge after being satisfied staring at the beauty of the night above the small lake filled with lotus blooms with the reflection of moonlight.

"Hayokk guys, we're going home." Ara looked at all the servants.

Submissively. Princess Ara's subordinates followed her from behind. Towards the residence of the girl who had now returned to relax the wrinkles on her face.

Arrived at his residence.

"Darling Han." Call Ara pads his servant who just put the tray containing a teapot and small glass on the table next to the Ara bed that has been neatly spread.

"Yes, Your Majesty." said the lady-in-waiting Han turned to princess Hwa.

"Tomorrow, take me to princess Ara's house, okay." Ara's word on Han's lady-in-waiting caused a confused look on the servant's face.

"The residence of princess Ara? princess Hwa?" Ask the Han lady-in-waiting who resembles a true affirmation or not.

Which Ara answered with just a dullness.

"Well, Your Majesty." replied the Han lady who was preparing to leave the room of Princess Hwa when she saw her master was already preparing on her bed.

As for Ara, she had sat her butt on the bed. Ready to grab a blanket, but stopped when he felt his left thigh like something was stuck.

Paan again seh???

Tear it from the outside, long, thin, and soft but also hard.

Hayooo paaan try

"What yak, pillow?, no way, little gini" he murmured softly.

Not waiting long, the curiosity paid off when he found the object....

This it???? Kan, Ara knows this, yes this..... Voodo Doll!!!!

"Arrgghhhh." The screech was strong, holding hands and the steps of Han's lady who had just closed the sliding door of the room belonging to princess Hwa when she heard her employer's scream.

"What's up, Your Majesty.?" His hustle stepped in, accompanied also by several maids who were outside the room.

Ara, with a shuddering face, raised the object that became the object of her screeches.

Even the same, who saw that thing gave a shocked expression of horror.

"It's so ugly." Ara looked at the doll hanging on her right hand.

"Where did you get it, princess?" Ask one of the ladies who is inside.

"That." Point Ara at the inside of her blanket.

"Who's taking care of the princess' bed tonight???" hardik dayang had glanced sharply at the dayang around him.

Battering simultaneously. The dayang that was stared at did not one nod their head.

"That's it, don't argue. Just a doll." Ara threw the ugly object across the small table by her bed.

"Flame..." Refusing the ladyboy that immediately grabbed Ara.

"Here you go, I screamed because I was surprised to see this doll so ugly." Sambar Ara's.

"I know it's a Voodo doll, but don't worry about it. As long as I'm okay." Clearly Ara convinced those who were doubtful because for the palace or people of this era is still thick with this ugly doll if found near them.

"There all out. And bring that ugly doll. Burn it when necessary." Ara orders later. Silencing said the servant who was about to speak.

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Next day.

"Arghh." Pekik Ara again.

But seconds later, "Don't go in, watch it go in." Ara continued to give her orders that held the hands of the maids who had just moved the sliding door of the bathhouse where Ara was bathing.

"Damn it, it's a semalem doll....." Ara was silent for a moment.

Wait for.

"It's not a doll last night." He muttered after noticing the details of the voodo doll he found in his bathtub.

The doll last night he judged an extraordinary ugliness with his head split off the top, coarse and ugly hair, using a straw that slightly burned his bottom, while this doll.. Although both ugly, but the straw used wrapped around the root thicket in the middle.

"So, you guys.... Wanna send me some black magic, huh???"

"And, this must be just a threat first. Don't you??" Cynic sermon.