Can I See You Again

Meet the Prospective Husband

Youra escorted the palace attendant to the palanquin of honor. He walked out of the room without smiling at all. His face was gloomy, describing his great hatred. His heart was crying, rebelling, refusing to be lured by the despicable man. Just now he's making plans, getting married to Jun and living happily with her. However, the entire dream he had arranged, shattered and resuscitated the place he was standing at that moment. He did not expect, everything was really just a dream. There was nothing else he thought about other than his beloved Jun. He was confused, what to do. What he had to say to Jun, made him despair. She would definitely be hated by the man she loved, she thought. 

The officers were about to escort Youra to say goodbye. Jin-Yi, with her elegance, looks sincerely trying to hold back a disappointed cry. He stepped gracefully before Youra.

“Congratulations, Miss,” Jin-Yi bowed respectfully, smiling shade in front of Youra congratulating.

Youra didn't care, her mind flew off somewhere. He did not give any reaction, including thanks. He walks just like that, passing Jin-Yi who keeps watching him. 

There is still a chance not to get married. 

“Antar I met Crown Prince”. 

Youra with her flat face, just kept looking straight ahead. That disappointed face, mixed with hate and resentment, created a new look that more closely resembled the overflowing disgust. 

Youra's astonishing request, made a lady-in-waiting run over to her.

“Sorry Miss, it is a prohibition for you to meet your future husband, before you guys get married”.

Fuck, with this disgusting marriage. 

Youra, who had been looking ahead, turned to the servant. Glared sharply, letting out tear grains that just kept flowing nonstop. That cry, it shows no sadness. That cry, more like hate.  

“I will deliver it”.

Suddenly, everyone turned to the source of the voice. Jung Hyun stood there, bowing respectfully, avoiding his gaze from Youra. Meanwhile, Jin-Yi who was about to leave them, stops her steps. The beautiful hope that had already been shattered, forced him to accept everything steadfastly. He stopped himself from leaving immediately. Seeing Jung Hyun from a distance who was about to take Youra to meet the Crown Prince, made Jin-Yi curious. 

**

Jung Hyun escorted Youra to the Crown Prince. 

“Regulation, You are not allowed to stare at the face of your future husband,” explained Jung Hyun.

Youra kept shedding tears, no matter what Jung Hyun was talking about. He was just busy with his whole strategy, to immediately leave the palace.

“Sister Jung Hyun,” call him.

Jung Hyun was stunned. The look on his pitying face, made him almost come to shed tears.

“I will not marry that despicable man,” added Youra.

Jung Hyun took his breath, trying not to talk more to Youra because of the palace rules. Jung Hyun held back, until they arrived at a private garden belonging to the Crown Prince. The servants slowly retreated, standing quite a distance away. 

Jung Hyun left, leaving the place, making room to let the two of them enjoy the time. Youra who was there, plumped her dress with all her might. The tightness of the breath was clearly visible from the movements of his body that continued to tremble.

Right now, I'm about to face, my brother's own killer. 

He just kept regulating the contents of his brain that began to run aground. Blood was flowing all over his body, spurting all emotions towards his head. Makes her want to immediately scream in front of her future husband. 

Youra was still standing there, with her swearing and curse. The entire maki scorned his mouth to immediately anchor it, right after the man came closer. Shortly afterwards, the sound of footsteps came closer from behind, disturbing the entire plan that had been drawn up.

The man stopped behind his tiny body. Somehow far away they were, Youra could feel, the warm air from the man. The scent of a fragrant and fresh body, made Youra aware that her future husband was the heir to the throne of this country. 

He tried to bring back all that anger, deep in the corner of his head. At least, pretend respect, ask to be dumped immediately. Youra turned around, facing her future husband without looking at his face. He bowed respectfully, with his sighing. 

“Welcome, Your Majesty,” said, pretending to be warm.

Youra lost to her anger, after a big fight with her ego. He who was impatient, just straight away, said the grievances of his heart. The Crown Prince was about to step forward, approaching his future wife, but quickly Youra broke the Crown Prince's steps. 

“I don't want to marry you”.

Youra again bowed respectfully to him.

“I'm stupid, not pretty, and I'm nothing compared to the other candidates. Why was I chosen?”. 

Youra whose anger was turbulent, shamelessly raised her protest.

“If justice is in this country, thanks to the breadth of your heart, please allow me to resign,” added Youra who still with respect.

The Crown Prince laughed. The sound of his laughter, making Youra's forehead wrinkle, his heart even more hurt, feeling as if it were humiliated. 

“I want you, not others,” replied the Crown Prince. 

Youra was getting crowded, she did not accept feeling humiliated. No longer paying attention to the rules of the palace, Youra raised her face, looking up at the face of her future husband who was covered.

“You indeed deserve to be insulted”. 

Without fear, Youra floated a sentence that made the Crown Prince angry. The Crown Prince stepped forward, letting Youra stand still on the spot looking at him with hatred.

The Crown Prince lowered his body, with that covered face, he smiled behind it.

“In fact, I can buy you with the wealth I have”. 

The Crown Prince stood up, clenching his hands, leaving Youra with all the hatred.

**

(Queen's residence)

Han Ji-Eun, hold up her dress high. Fast drive to the queen's residence. He broke through the door of the queen's residence without permission.

“What have you done? Didn't you promise to pass me?”.

Ji-Eun is very unaccepting. The Queen seems to have deceived her after giving a promise to make her the Crown Prince's wife. Meanwhile, the queen seemed to care less. On his bed he leaned back, putting his hands on the pads. Keep touching his head. Full of weight, making him very dizzy.

“Ji-Eun sit down first,” said the queen with a look of despair.

Ji-Eun who sees the queen is not excited, immediately sits down afterwards. The queen twisted her body, stood up from the bed, and awakened her power to start the conversation.

“This is all because of the king's order, I cannot refute it,” lamented the queen.

**

Meanwhile, at Jun's residence.

Jun was surprised to find the father sitting casually in front of his residence. Prime Minister Han approached, patting the shoulder of his son who had just arrived home.   

“How are you doing, Son?” ask Prime Minister Han kindly.

“I'm good. If there is no need, going from here is better than just wasting time”. 

Jun smiled, saying a little subtly to drive his father out of there. At least, as a master teacher, politeness was a matter highly respected by him. 

Prime Minister Han chuckled. Crossed both hands back. He took a few steps forward, standing still for quite a while before his son. 

“You've parted with the girl?” ask the prime minister with a serious face.

Jun responded to that serious look with a sweet smile. Seemed to be very underestimating to the father's concern.

“You think I'll obey all your orders?”.

Jun raised his left eyebrow, smiling thinly at the right corner of his lips. However, the prime minister, looking at him pity, with a look of regret emblazoned.

“You should forget it”. 

An uneasy feeling haunts Jun, ushered in by the father's gaze that leaves him clueless as to why. It was strange, he thought. That day, his father looked different. A gaze that he had never traced, produced a feeling of anxiety that haunted him.

“I told you, don't interfere in my affairs,” Jun tried to dodge, refracting the strange taste in him.

“You may dispute my command, but not by the king's command,” refutes the father.

Jun finally shut up. She's confused. Prime Minister Han, put his right hand on his son's shoulder.

“Forget her. She's Crown Prince”'s woman.

Not knowing where his soul was flying, Jun tried not to believe what he had just heard. However, the father's seemingly non-lying gaze made him even more miserable. Jun was silent, trying to climb the ground more calmly.

“Your sister was not elected in this selection, because your lover was elected,” said the prime minister.

“No way, he never told me about it. After all, he promised to marry me,” Jun denied as soon as possible.

The prime minister seemed tired of taking a breath, then exhaled violently. 

“Crown Prince, want the woman you love”.

The prime minister blinked a few times, looking concerned at his son who could only remain silent.

“Maybe he will come here, before finally moving to the palace. Soon, the Crown Prince will question him. That's all I can say, I'm sorry”.

Prime Minister Han left his son with such a severe heart wound. Jun, he was trying not to believe it, but it all seemed completely real.

Youra, why..

Hiding her?