Can I See You Again

Wife

Ha Sun moved quickly towards his residence, shortly after hearing the terrible news from Princess Shin. Face panicked. There are emotions that are kept tight.

Overnight, everything turned into a catastrophe. The news of Princess Shin who killed himself was smelled to the enemy country. A good chance for them to attack. A land without a king with a queen who fled from the palace gave a bad image for a country that was being hit by disaster. Plus the absence of princes in political discussions, adds a great opportunity for the enemy to infiltrate.

Not to mention that the entire matter was over, the news of Princess Shin committing suicide added to the blacklist in the dark history of the country. Clearly, there was no happy son of the king's daughter in there. For the people, perhaps being a king and queen who live in a jungle of treasure within a lofty and majestic palace was an unattainable dream.

However, for those inhabitants of the palace .. the palace is the hell of the world, where the throne can defeat love.

One hereditary principle in history that never separated from a ruler who lived in the palace, is a painful fact that people never know, if only people know ... they will definitely refuse to stay.

After someone set foot in the palace, from then on their happiness had actually ended. They suffer and live alone. Father and son are even hostile. Husband and wife who do not live in the same roof, even brothers who kill each other. They don't know love, they just know the right way to survive.

Because in reality, each occupant is faced with only one choice. Living by killing, or dying by being killed. So dark is real life in the history of the kingdom.

Those who know what it means are the ones who suffer the most. Princess Shin falls in love with a low caste man, who is suddenly appointed by the king as the Crown Prince's personal bodyguard. Their love must fall, because of the high fortress between the two.

The dark story written in history bears witness to how terrible life was.

***

The news of Princess Shin's suicide, finally brought the steps of the princes coming to the palace. Their cries rained down on the queen's room. Queen Kim is very tangled. The burden filled his heart that was starting to crumble. He was just sitting in the corner of the room, biting his finger earlier while crying. Prince Yul sat there, trying to calm the stricken queen. As for Prince Hon, he sat down in front of Princess Shin's dying room.

"Sister .. how could you ever try to leave me alone. Is it possible that you've been so tired, facing how cruel this country is to us?"

***

In the middle of the market, Nana was just standing behind Young Master. The road is very slow because it does not want to precede its master. Young stopped for a moment. Turn around to face Nana. "Why keep down? Walk beside me. Don't let anyone suspect us."

Nana can't refuse. He walked next to Young in the cold sweat that had been pouring out. "Sorry Young Master, you don't need to buy me new clothes. I've been so happy to work at your service."

"Gold I have so much. I can't throw it on the street. Better to donate it to the people. But I'm so stupid because I never even spend you anything." Young walked leisurely, crossing his arms behind.

"But you've been very kind to me, sir. Buy us a free place to stay and eat every day. I'm .. I'm afraid I can't repay your kindness." Nana kept her face down.

Young stopped his steps. He pointed to a sewing stall that was quite popular. Up there, hanging some pretty and fancy dresses. "Flooded. We've arrived. Come on."

While walking near the stall, Nana looked uncomfortable. "Sorry Young Master, but ... but .. isn't this a noble stall? Isn't that not excessive?" Nana was so awkward that her voice sounded trembling. Young took her to an expensive kiosk.

The woman who owned the stall smiled at Nana. "Looks, you guys are new to this place. I've never seen you guys. You are beautiful, Miss." The lady who owned the stall was friendly to Nana.

Nana's riveted. This was the first time he had been called "Miss" by someone. Nana felt guilty for pretending. However, the guilt becomes happy when remembering who he is with whom he is currently.

"Thank you, Madam." Nana lowered her face. "You're really very shy. Come with me." The woman invites Nana to go deeper. Look at some fancy clothes hanging there. "This is the best stitch I've ever made. Please choose, which dress is alluring."

Nana can't choose. She just kept staring and touching the fancy dresses she never wore. So beautiful, that her tears fell as the hand fumbled how fine the fabric fibers were.

He turned back to Young. Young was sitting on a wooden chair looking at him. Nana lowered her face, walking closer to her master. "Sorry Young Master, I don't think this is a place that suits me" said Nana humbled.

Young gasps. "The clothes aren't good?" young asked reassuringly. "No. That's not so, sir. It's just .. This isn't the right place for a slave like me."

Young smiled after hearing that sentence. She stood walking closer to the pile of beautiful dresses neatly lined up. "Where is best?" ask Young the lady who owns the stall.

"This one, everything is the best, Young Master." The woman displayed 6 strands of beautiful dresses that were very expensive. "Then I buy them all."

Young's loud words managed to stick Nana in the dreamland. Six pieces of beautiful dresses that had only been in the imagination really Young bought for her. "Master is too much. One is enough. I'll choose it," Nana argued quickly.

"One is not enough. Youra even bought two pairs of clothes for every mother to take her to the market." Young grabbed those beautiful dresses, placed them on a table. "Oh yes, Madam. Do you have a facial fairy or what it is I also don't know. Something a woman wears on her face. Did you sell it?" ask Young.

"Of course, Young Master."

"Then I bought it too. The complete." Young smiled kindly at the stall owner.

"Young Master, please don't be like this. I ... "

"Not only is your handsome face pleasant, but you are truly a romantic man. You two are a matching couple," praised the stall owner for not knowing anything about cutting Nana's sentence.

Nana flinched, realizing that reality was not as sweet as that. He felt very unworthy of being juxtaposed with a man as perfect as Young. "Miss, that's not true. I just ... "

"really? I didn't choose my wife wrong."

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