Can I See You Again

Last Love

Love's. When the heart has fallen, lodged in one frozen heart, will everything be able to change? Prince Yul never cried in his entire life. Never feel sad. He just kept laughing, leaning on his desire to stay in power. But Ara, she never forgot her husband. And keep believing in a destiny that can change. I hope her love can change everything.

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Princess Shin ran to the palace, shortly after hearing of the father's death. No matter how precarious the situation was so that she could not get out of the residence, Princess Shin still ran as hard as she could.

"Dad!" Princess Shin kneeled in front of the father's residence, after witnessing the fallen queen being ushered back into the residence. There were many foreigners inside there who were besieging the palace.

"Where is the Crown Prince?" princess Shin kneeled at the foot of an officer. "I asked where my sister is?!" Princess Shin shouted out emotionlessly. But no one answered that question.

"My sister ... did my sister have that meeting?" The tears that had been shed were no longer strong to support his body. Princess Shin almost drooped weakly, but she kept trying hard to run out of the palace. Hope to prevent his poor sister.

***

The tall man, with incredible muscles attached to his gallant body out of the corner of the castle approached the Crown Prince who was dueling with pain. On the day of his father's death, he couldn't see that face the last time. He never knew where that breath would go with him. He raised that handsome face, looking at the middle-aged man sitting haughtily in front of him. They offer defeat. The Crown Prince will not win.

"A despicable person like you deserves to be hated by everyone!"

"You know nothing about love."

"Pathetic. You use the power you have, to get everything you want."

"Why should I prevent you?"

"I'm getting a divorce soon."

The whole memory came back. Leaving a wound in his heart that was so deep. The Crown Prince pulled out a piece of paper that was on the table.

"May I have a message?" His voice sounded sad and sad. The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes, "Of course, Your Majesty." The Crown Prince took his breath very deeply. He blinked his eyes many times, perhaps holding back the water from spilling. You cannot look weak in front of the enemy.

Her chest is already very sick. The Crown Prince could even feel a thick red droplet of liquid coming out of his nose. The corner of his eyes revealed an unusual face. He was behaving very politely in front of the middle-aged man, unable to act like before.

"Master, before I do all this, promise me one thing." The Crown Prince displayed a strong aura about his wishes.

After being fixated for some time, the middle-aged man nodded in agreement. "Alright," he replied with a light smile.

The Crown Prince grabbed the brush with the black ink available before him. Start pulling the brush onto the white paper, forming a barrage of coercive pleas. The Crown Prince scratched the knife at the end of his thumb, sticking the blood on the bottom corner of the paper he had just written.

"If I die in this match, please let my wife live. Don't arrest my wife. Do not bother or seek it. Let him go far. You have to agree to it." Very sure the Crown Prince said it. The look in those eyes revealed a belief. The deepest heartfelt request that was in his heart.

The middle-aged man stared fixedly at the Crown Prince, this time in a different way. Shortly after, the middle-aged man nodded again, "Good." He grabbed the paper and kept it.

They escorted the sick Crown Prince to a field that looked like a sea of people. The people who have been taken captive bend their knees in there, with their hands and feet bound. The others shouted to throw their swearing at the Crown Prince. They never know the truth. They thought it was the Crown Prince who betrayed his people.

The Crown Prince stood in the middle of them, holding one by one those unfortunate faces.

"Sister!"

That voice sounds so familiar. Repeating all the short stories that have ever happened. Prince Hon is being held captive by men dressed in all black. Not allowed to approach the field. The Crown Prince turned to his little sister who used to always come to deliver rice cakes to him. At this time the sister was crying out to call out her name.

"Sister Hyeon!"

"Let go of my brother!"

No matter how badly the face was beaten, Prince Hon kept trying to get into the field.

Suddenly, a bodyguard from the enemy side gave a report.

"Master, a noble girl named Hong Jin-Yi, the Secretary of State's only daughter offers 10 stretchers filled with gold bars, to release the captives." The report managed to steal the attention of everyone, including the Crown Prince.

"Asking you to release the Crown Prince back to the palace. With the record will add 10 more gold stretchers afterwards."

The offer made the middle-aged man laugh out loud. "Haha! It seemed that the girl was infatuated with the Crown Prince. Pretty interesting." The man approached one of the prisoners.

JLB!

A sword pierced through the stomach of one of the people, until they all shouted. The furious Crown Prince approached the middle-aged man and pulled his collar. "What did you do to my people?!"

"If not so, you will be very weak and die easily at the hands of my disciples. I want a long fight." It was easy for the man to say it.

"Before we begin, let me tell you all about who this leader you hate is. He was the despicable Crown Prince, who never ate his salary for always exchanging rice for you every month. Too bad, you know it's too late! Ahhaha!"

The Crown Prince shed tears, after subduing his body took the sword. His wounded hand was the last witness of his life. He turned to the people who were impressed by his surprise, before finally speaking for the first time. "I will set you free. Be a loyal people to this country." The Crown Prince opened the scabbard, pulling it out of there.

The people who were astonished by it, did not expect it to turn out that the Crown Prince would really risk his life for them. Until the people shed tears. This fact made them very sorry.

The Crown Prince dropped the scabbard, a gesture ready to start the war.

"Your Majesty?!" yells almost entirely.

"No! Nah! Brother Hyeon! Nooooooo!!!" Prince Hon pulled his body out immediately, but those people were increasingly holding him back.

Princess Shin who had just arrived broke through the crowd of people who were crying. Her hair was tangled, without the head covering she was supposed to use as a princess of the king.

"Dest damned devil! At least you betrayed the Crown Prince, in the name of the heavens I swear! Your breath will burn you like hell!" Princess Shin just kept shouting like crazy. Scooping the faces of the guards who held him with irregular claws.

The Crown Prince did not turn his head to that voice, knowing it was the voice of the elder brother who was crying out in despair. The Crown Prince looked at his smiling opponent with a series of disdain. He glanced at the sword, sure enough, a single incision would kill him.

Twice a leg hit by the opponent, the sign he is ready to attack. Run him to the Crown Prince, directing the sword to advance on the heir to the throne.

Dezing..!

The two swords scraped each other, defending harder than ever. Until the middle-aged man was wide-eyed, did not expect the Crown Prince to have the ability to sword unexpectedly. Very agile and skilled. They, the traitors know very well, the Crown Prince will not survive. They were busy gulping down while laughing. Very insulting to the heir to the throne.

The Crown Prince increasingly felt a tightness in his chest. He who is ill should not be able to move much. The cover of his face was already wet with blood flowing freely from his nose. The Crown Prince tried hard to restrain himself from being caught weak, but the opponent seemed to be reading the situation. Seeing the Crown Prince's hand was covered in wounds, with a hint of red stains dripping on his luxurious robe. It's a good time to plunge a sword into the heir to the throne, it's a good chance to kill him.

"Death to you despicable Crown Prince!"

THE SET! JLB!

"No! No!" Prince Hon cried hysterically, falling weakly onto the ground. He saw how the blood poured free from the Crown Prince's body. The sword created a deep wound on his left abdomen.

The dangerous poison further weakened the Crown Prince. His entire vision had blackened, darkening with clouds. The Crown Prince whose chest was tight eventually fell down, slashing himself at the sword that stuck into the ground. But he doesn't want to lose. The face of his people was stuck hard on his head. Despite knowing he would not survive, he still tried to rise to give them that final sincerity.

"Lee Youra, my empress .. Would if I died, you'd miss me?"

The Crown Prince spewed fresh blood from his mouth. No, it doesn't hurt. It was Youra's hatred that made her even more sick and suffering.

"Hyeon!!" Princess Shin knelt down, when he saw that weak body was bowed to the ground. He could no longer support his weak body. Until the husband, Ha Sun came to drag his body away from there. "Let him die, Princess." Ha Sun showed me who she was. The traitor who had already stolen the information from Lee Young for the Crown Prince was Ha Sun, the husband of Princess Shin.

"No, no. Let go of me, my husband. My sister is there ... " The voice sounded very soft and pleading. However, Ha Sun did not care. He continued with his servants dragging the weak body away.

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"I'll count. Before the last count, if you don't wake up, I'll kill you!"

The middle-aged man laughed gigglingly at how the dying Crown Prince kept trying to get up despite falling down so many times. "Easy! He too will die slowly! Let him feel the pain for longer!" shouted the old man while eating a cupcake.

But who would have thought? The Crown Prince really stood up. Showing love is the last time. He succeeded, piercing the sword into the chest of his enemy, before it finally collapsed to the ground.

***

I ran as far as I could, taking my steps somewhere. I searched all over the place, but I didn't meet him. I don't know where he is.

I want to save my husband. Wanted to hug. I wanted to tell you about love, but why ...

"The Crown Prince is dead!"

I lost ... again.

The full step of the wound stopped. Youra who ran barefoot was dumbstruck in the middle of the flooded streets the tears of the prisoners who were released. They were crying very regretfully. It rained afterwards, but Youra did not leave. The cover of his head was exposed, he left it open. Under the rain, under the black sky with thunderous tears it fell once again.

Your Majesty, how could you leave me?

Youra looked up at the sky. Letting those heavy drops of rain drench her beautiful face.

"Youra Lee. I love you." She wanted to hear her husband's voice again.