Can I See You Again
I Don't Want to Split
Ara woke up from her sleep. The noise disturbed him a little. He opened his eyes slowly, surprised to see Prince Yul was in the same room, changing clothes. "Prince?" call Ara very soft. Prince Yul turned his head, before again grabbing his robe.
Ara sat down from her sleep, finding herself a naked hurling. Last night, Ara was still serving her husband, though Prince Yul continued to offer her farewells. He grabbed his strength to stand up, grabbed the thin clothes that were very open next to him and quickly put them on. She came closer to help her husband put on the robe. Ara pulled the robe up on the bare-chested shoulder of the husband. He held back for quite a long time his trembling grasp. He endured the hardships that bound his mind, but finally escaped. Crying very loudly, leaning his head bowed to the field of the husband. "I don't want to be apart." Sobbing, Ara beat her husband's chest slowly. Prince Yul let him go, motionless. Just keep paying attention without saying anything.
"I am ready, I am ready to be the wife of a traitor. But please don't leave me." The crying doesn't change anything.
Prince Yul touched both of his wives' shoulders, rewinding them slightly. He lowered his gallant body, looking at the face of the crying wife before him. "If you remain my wife, I will not make you queen."
Ara wiped away her tears quickly, "What do you mean?" tanyanya still sobbing. Prince Yul laughed, very loudly. To think that everything is just a joke. "Of course as a concubine. I don't like you, and I'm going to find a bolder, less whiny woman like you."
Ara nodded to the floor. The husband's words had literally pierced into his heart. Inflammating, the wound is getting inflamed. No more tears in his pain. She looked up, touching the leg of her husband who immediately stepped out of the room. "You don't have to consider me a wife."
Prince Yul stopped, looking at the tiny hand that was holding back his steps. "I'll help you reach the throne. Let's just say I'm a business associate. But, I beg you not to divorce me," added Ara holding the pain in her heart.
Prince Yul hissed, before finally crouching down. "You're getting interested in the throne apparently?" prince Yul asked not to feel guilty. Ara immediately looked into his eyes. Nodding head.
"My husband, I'm doing all this not because of the throne. I did, because I love you," Ara moaned deep in her heart only to pretend to show ambition.
"Then, let's see. How far can you help me." Soon Prince Yul rushed to leave his wife. Leaving Ara, alone befriended tears.
***
After considerable consideration, the king finally decided to sign the Crown Prince's decree. That conditional approval, makes it possible to clear the Crown Prince's name. Hearing him, the ministers could only head bracelets. He refused, but had no power.
People are starting to hear this decision. They were astonished by the policies issued by the Crown Prince. At least a little bit of pressure started to dissipate, they started to have sympathy for the Crown Prince. In droves, cancelling the petitions they signed. Shortly after, a man came through the crowd.
"Don't trust the Crown Prince too much. He did this just to clear the name. You already know how he is, why is he still being affected as well?" shouted the young man in the midst of the passing society.
Jung Hyun who was walking towards the palace, heard it. At first, he seemed to care. However, the longer, the man's words grew even more miserable.
"The Crown Prince wants to steal our attention. Later when he becomes king, he will ask for this fee back," the young man added. The people's plans return the sense of hate.
Jung Hyun did not accept. He approached, pulled the young man's collar and lifted him up. "Do you have a brain?! You want to die, huh?! I can report you to the palace, you know that?" Jung Hyun was very angry.
The young man removed Jung Hyun's grasp from his collar. "He's carrying a curse! What else is less clear? Even now his wife is not pregnant. What other curse did he bring ha?! The Crown Prince was even cursed by the heavens. And you're still defending him?!"
Unable to be patient anymore, Jung Hyun took out his sword. Plastered the sword right in the young man's throat. "Shut your mouth before you die in my hands!"
All the people were screaming, terrified. They did not dare to approach, only being able to watch from a distance. That young man was unforgiving. "Hi beloved citizen! If you don't believe me, look at the next few years! The Crown Prince will have no children! The curse from the sky! He's the barren that's been cursed!" the young man was getting more painful.
Jung Hyun wanted to behead the young man immediately, but the frightened gazes of the people stopped him. He pulled the young man, and dragged him away from the crowd. Still with the sword stuck to the young man's neck, Jung Hyun forced him to confess. "Tell me, who sent you?" jung Hyun whispered quietly.
Jung Hyun pressed back, this time letting blood start flowing on the side of his sword. "You really want to die?" threaten Jung Hyun's.
The young man swallowed. Fresh blood flowed freely from his agonized neck. "Don't, Mister. I have a wife and children waiting for me at home. I-I, I don't know that person, sir," replied the young man grimacing. Jung Hyun pulled back his sword.
"Tell me," Jung Hyun replied.
"I don't know. I just follow what they tell me. They wear noble clothes, I don't know them" the young man replied.
Jung Hyun looked at her, trying to cultivate deeper into the young man's intentions, "They? Are they many?" ask Jung Hyun beware. The young man nodded quickly.
"How long have they been doing it?" ask Jung Hyun. The young man seemed to be trying hard to think about it, until he finally said something shocking. "Every year, they pay people to vilify the Crown Prince. Ha-that's all, that's all I know, sir."
The young man's answer, slapping hard Jung Hyun's feelings. The Crown Prince whom he had hated so much all this time, was actually being slandered. Even since his birth, the Crown Prince lived a very miserable life.
No need to think long, Jung Hyun ran quickly towards the palace. I can't wait to report immediately.
***
Meanwhile, Youra who got news of the Crown Prince's decision was pensive in his luxurious booth, opened the mail from Jun secretly.
"Crown Prince, I think you've been thinking about this. The Crown Prince closed the case against him. I hope you are not quickly affected. A servant who works at the Crown Prince's residence, said it was possible that the Crown Prince was setting a trap. Pretend to be poisoned, so you can empathize with him. According to the witness records I found, a peasant passing by during your raid towards the temple at that time, the Crown Prince was suddenly present there. Do you think it's very strange that he knew the location of your attack? Your route was changed, how could he know of that route change? And one more thing, he was in pain when he saved you. However, it can survive the attackers. I'm sorry Crown Princess, this letter I wrote along with the investigation. I hope, this can help you."
Degs..
Youra petrified, pulled out the letter to immediately reply to him. The feeling of guilt that he almost turned away from Jun made him shed tears. He grabbed the black ink, scraping it on the fancy paper. When finished, he put it back on the pile of paper to be sent.
"Beware of sending this letter."
The servants work. Bring the letter to send to Jun. Shortly after that, something unexpected happened. The clear sky turned ash, leaving a darkness that enveloped almost the entire country.
"Curse!" the palace servants looked at the dark sky. "This is a storm or a curse? It's not time for a storm, why is the sky so terrible?"
***
An old fortune teller, with a stick supporting his body walked down from his residence looking at the dark sky, after conversing with several people. "What's up, Madam?" ask one of the guests.
He pointed at the black sky. "A foolish woman entered the palace, carrying her wrongful grudge! He'll regret it to death, if not immediately self-conscious."
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