Can I See You Again

What the hell happened to me?

Prince Hon can only resign, not allowed to enter his brother's room. He just continued to stand in front of the room with a face full of hope. However, until that night came, the Crown Prince did not come to his senses either.

Meanwhile, Princess Shin was ushered by the servants back to her residence. Princess Shin who could not refuse the order for her to return immediately, could only follow the order willingly. Her tears just kept flowing. No matter how many tears were shed in grief, he still never stopped.

"Daughter, are you okay?" ha Sun asked, Princess Shin's husband who was waiting in front of their residence. Princess Shin didn't say anything, just walked into her room. Ha Sun followed that step. He approached Princess Shin who was sitting on their bed.

"Daughter, you definitely haven't had dinner. Eat first. Later you can't cry anymore if you don't have the energy," ledek Ha Sun tried to calm Princess Shin who was still with sobs.

"Sorry sir, can you leave me alone first?"

Princess Shin's reply, could no longer be refuted by Ha Sun. He was trying to understand the situation. Princess Shin was currently grieving. Ha Sun left the wife, allowing her to calm down.

***

That night, Jun infiltrates the safe house, where Youra is secured. His rule as the respected son of Prime Minister Han helped him to gain everything easily, including meeting Youra who was being closely escorted by the palace guards.

The tears fell, as he watched the woman he loved so dearly as he slept among the many haystacks. In simple non-warming clothes in the cold of the night, Youra fell asleep barefoot and blankets. Jun approached, standing right in front of the cage.

"The Empress," call Jun slowly.

Youa was unable to hear it, probably because Jun's voice was too small. Jun turned to all sides, watching every corner. Make sure no one sees it there. "Young Master, your time is only 10 minutes. Hurry up, before the changing of the guard." One of the guards tried to remind Jun.

Jun crouched down, trying to reach Youra with his call. "Youra" he called again. The corner of Youra's eyes moved, indicating a reaction. He opened his eyes slowly, there was a light that was too glare to look at.

"Youra it's me, Jun."

Youra flinched, that voice was well known to her. Slowly he got up, to check who was coming. Her eyes were swollen, she was crying all day. He narrowed his eyes, trying to check, "Sister Jun?" answer's lirih.

"Youra .. sorry, I mean empress, are you okay?" june whispered.

After gathering his consciousness, Youra finally approached the source of the voice. "Sister Jun, why is big brother here?" youra asked in shock.

"Of course I can. Calm down, soon enough, I'll help you get out of this ugly place." Jun asked Youa a little joking.

"Don't call me empress like that" Youa replied.

Suddenly a bodyguard approached, "Young Master, you need to get out of here immediately," he said a little urgently.

Jun turned to Youra, the darkness blocking their brief encounter. Jun's hand barged in towards the sidelines of the bamboo array, grabbing Youra's head in hesitation. Put it on Youra's head, wanting to immediately stroke her gently.

For some reason, Youra felt a little confused. Strange, he should be happy to get a sweet touch from the man he loves. However, his body instead reflexively dodged, leaving a question mark on Jun's innermost heart. They were clumsy, a few seconds looking down at each other bashfully.

Jun pulled back the hand, noticing Youra who seemed to be uncomfortable. "Sorry," Jun said slowly.

Why, am I not happy?

Youra was fixated on the spot, before finally trying to act calm. "I'm sorry, I'm just surprised" said Youra.

"Calm down, everything's gonna be fine. I have to go now. I'll definitely be back." Jun turned his head towards the gate, it seemed that it had started a change of guard. A little panicked, but the longing was still left. Until finally Jun ventured to turn around. His hand then pulled Youra's hand that was glued from the cell.

Youra looked at Jun's grasp. Immediately pull it fast, "Don't endanger yourself sister again. Hurry up," Youra asked.

Jun finally died that place, although his heart still wanted to linger. Leaving Youra with question marks. Youa touched her head, palpating the part Jun touched earlier. Surprisingly, the one he remembered was not Jun.

The soft hand shadow that once touched his head, tidied up the rest of his tangled hair. Her husband, the Crown Prince.

***

"Your Majesty the Empress," called out to someone, disperse the long daydream of Youra.

"Darang Nari?" sahut Youra was surprised. Dayang Nari approached to bring some dishes. "Hamba brought you dinner. Eat and drink this fresh water" Dayang Nari added.

Youra crawled, crossing the rough haystack with her already injured leg. Quickly reach the bamboo. "Darang Nari, is that you?" ask Youra again.

The night was too dark, without enough light for her to see the face of the lady. "Right Your Majesty, I am here to accompany you" Dayang Nari continued with her face soaked by tears.

"Your Majesty, I really can't see you in this situation. Forgive me for not being able to help you. Today, they searched your residence. Slave has hidden the dagger and the poison that's behind your dress."

Dayang Nari's words pierced into Youra's heart. Youra was silent for a long time. The dagger, and the poison could have been proof of how Youra wanted so badly to eliminate her husband.

"If the servant does not hide it, the servant is afraid that you will be sentenced to death," explained Dayang Nari sobbing very tragically.

Dayang Nari placed a tray containing the dish on the floor. He who was crouching grabbed Youra's hand.

"I'm not doing this for you, Your Majesty. I'm doing this for the Crown Prince."

Those tears flowed profusely on Youra's cheeks. His bead was no longer even clearly visible by the deep puddles of water.

"Your Majesty the Empress, I believe, the Crown Prince doesn't want you to get hurt, even if you're really the culprit."

Youra was stunned, her breathing was tight, all those words were wading through her weak soul. "Stop! Don't mention it again!" youra's crying became so.

Dayang Nari clasped Youra's cold hand. "You hate the Crown Prince, is it that deep? You don't want to know anything about him?" tanya Dayang Nari whimpered sadly.

Youra took that grip off her hand, "No, I don't want to know."

"The poison is in your glass, Your Majesty. Crown Prince, drink it for you."

Youra covered her ears with her palms, but Dayang Nari did not care. While crying, he continued his words. She thought, at least a little Youra pity her husband.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince knew, you exited the palace that time, bought poison to kill him."

DEG

Youra widened, opening the palms of the hands that were stuck to both of her ears.

"You really don't care about your husband, Your Majesty?"