Can I See You Again

She Doesn't Love Me

The night has come. The sky no longer shows beauty. The storm still continued, as did the cold that brushed aside. There were no stars, let alone a glint of moonlight. The sad faces of the lovers burst out, adorning the dreadful night becoming even scarier. However, all that did not apply to Youra who had just been wrapped in love. For her every day was just as beautiful since falling in love with her husband.

That night Youa hid her face while sneaking into their cubicle, because the husband was changing clothes in the corner of the dark hut without a lamp.

"I'm punishing you." That sentence continued to haunt his mind that was no longer holy. I understand how beautiful the night is with the lover. He shuddered in horror. A flirtatious laugh tried to hold it from earlier.

Youra tidied up their cubicles before putting down some evening snacks for the Crown Prince who was unaware of his presence. He neatly arranged everything until it presented beautiful slowly. Don't make a sound. If heard, the Crown Prince might come pouncing on him.

"Akh!"

Youra locked. Tears that came out of nowhere were suddenly attracted to falling faster than the rhythm of his breathing.

The Crown Prince is in pain. He grasped the wound with his hand, stuffing the blood with a roll of patchwork. He never showed a face of pain in front of his wife. Youra also never saw the wound bleed again. Everything looked fine, even when he changed his dressing the wound looked better.

Something is strange. Perhaps that was the only reason why the Crown Prince sometimes hid in the dark. There was a feeling of regret that crawled over Youra, having already rejected many of the Crown Prince's orders.

Youra slowly walked out of the hut room. His legs are weakening. The dark shadows that twisted the entire contents of his head and his feelings swept away the entire good mind. She did not know, the wound was still bound to a deadly poison that could kill her husband at any time.

***

Youra brought a lamp into the room. He placed the lamp on a small stench containing a snack for the husband.

"This is the fish we caught, right?" The Crown Prince opened the night with his bright face. Youra gave her sweetest smile. "Yes, this is the fish you caught for us."

After taking the rice, Youra placed a piece of fish on her husband's plate. The Crown Prince was very excited about grabbing the plate that his empress had just served. He started to bribe bit by bit. He chews comfortably.

Youra kept looking at him. Be aware of something that is sure to happen. The Crown Prince had never really liked that cuisine. He smiled and was greedy because it was Youra's cooking. Not because he likes it.

"My husband, you like him?" ask Youra. "Very. I really like it." Youra saw that in her husband's eyes. His heart was broken and very sad. Sorry for just realizing.

"I'm sorry." A sentence followed by a sobbing sound made the Crown Prince finish his dinner. Youra released all her regret until she cried bitterly. Her tears that had not since when she fell wet her dress. Not a single bit did he touch the food.

The Crown Prince shifted the small table away in a hurry. Grabbing Youra inside his warm body. "What's wrong? What's the matter with my Empress?" asked the Crown Prince very worriedly.

Youra hugged her husband. "I've cheated you." Youra was getting more and more excited. The Crown Prince tightened his embrace. "It's okay. Don't cry." Youra had not even said anything, but the owner of the great love had already wiped away her tears.

"I just want to make you tired. I'm trying to reject you again." Youra squeezed the hug long enough. "Is it because of that, you lied to me?" Youra was troubled because of the breathing cavity that began to fill with piles of water.

Youra let go of her embrace. She wiped away the tears to calm herself. Afterwards, she pulled the collar of her husband's shirt. "You said the wound was healed, but you're still in pain! You do a lot of hard work, why don't you ever tell me you're still sick?!"

Youra was furious. "I'm deliberately inviting you to catch a fish so you're exhausted! I've always been mean to you!"

"I have ... "

"Hm?" The Crown Prince gagged the ranum lips that had been busy scolding. Youra was unable to support her body until it drooped down below. Once again, the old hut bears witness to their growing love.

In the cold and terrible night, the Crown Prince and Youra once again combined love. The Crown Prince's hand explored all sides he could touch. It continued to happen, until finally they really did what a married couple should do once again.

***

She kept imagining the dark beautiful night that she had just enjoyed with Jung Hyun. The young man who made her crazy was so good at treating her warm on the bed that she forgot who she was. Forgetting that fate had ushered her into another man's wife.

Something that hurts him is not just about reality. Jung Hyun's disdainful treatment of her at the time of meeting in the detention house made her hate herself.

"My feelings for you have been over for a long time."

"Whatever happens to us after you get married, it's all just a mistake."

The words just kept hitting his heart hard. He was in pain for his own stupidity.

It's true, all this time he's been bothering Jung Hyun. In fact, Jung Hyun repeatedly refused his arrival. However, that night he ventured in front of his youth. Touching every corner of the young man's body with a desire he could no longer hold back. She teases Jung Hyun into touching her. Right, he's the one who started it. He makes his young man in trouble.

Suddenly the tears stopped flowing.

"He doesn't love me. I'm just troubling his life."

Princess Shin sat down from her sleep. He fumbled something behind a pillow. A dagger with a beautiful rivet tied at the end of the handle.

He pulled the dagger out of its nesting place. Staring at the dagger was empty before tracing the sharp dagger on his wrist that was already scarred from the torture that Ha Sun had given him lately, until blood poured out of it.

"Mr Princess!" Her personal dayang found Princess Shin no longer unconscious. Blood lying on the bed.

They're yelling. Crying loudly in the middle of a sad night. "No .. call the healer! Quickly call the healer! Hurry along!"

His personal dayang galloped towards the palace barefooted in panic.

***

Jung Hyun was just glued to a corner of the room without any light. He couldn't sleep after what he did. She was well aware that what she had told Princess Shin must have hurt her feelings.

Suddenly a scream in the middle of the night greeted his solitude. Jung Hyun heard the voice. He approached the door of the cell that ensnared him because it was like hearing someone's name had been mentioned.

"What's up?!" jeong Hyun shouted to one of the guard officers. Their faces were all panicked and tense.

"What am I asking?!" Jung Hyun forced.

"It's none of your business!" They refused to answer and instead returned to mention a name that pierced his heart.

Jung Hyun pulled an officer's collar from the slit of the cell, trapping the officer in a bent elbow. "I've been trying to be nice to you. Tell me, before I break your neck," forced Jung Hyun.

"Pu-daughter Shin ... Princess Shin killed herself."

"What?"