A new kingdom arises,

the surface !

dob: 05/25/1999

+  tanquil, quiet, curious - materialistic, bratty, selfish

Ivy’s switch seems to flip often, one moment she’s a fairy, ballet dancing through the morning sun and others she’s throwing a full tantrum because something didn’t go her way, there’s no in between. Her parents have hardened her, and bright yes for knowledge turned into smokey gazes for prada and gucci. she’s 

the story !

A line for the throne usually consists of the oldest men in the family, and some may believe that most royals prefer having sons over daughters, but the case was much different for the Jeong family. Pregnancy after pregnancy Junghee and Mina hope for a daughter. Elated that their first born was a valiant young man, they wished for a little princess to complete their family.

Three grueling pregnancies later, just as the spring melted into summer,they finally gave birth to a daughter.

Now, Ivy was all they had hoped for, big sparkling eyes, and a laugh that could light up an entire room. She was curious and smart and seemed to be the glowing orb that lead their parents lives, seemingly as if their other three sons didn’t exist.

Through infantry and toddler years, Ivy was showered with whatever she wanted, gifts, lessons, anything that tickles her fancy her parents did whatever they could to bring it to her, and while at a young age, her comprehension that she was in fact the favorite child was nonexistent, it wasn’t in the rest of her family.

They presented her as if she was the next in line for the throne, the pampering, and attention one would give to their heirs, was being given to the last in line, and that seemed to push strain on her relationships with her brothers. Though protective and familial, there was obvious resentment in the special treatment.

But with age came Ivy’s greed and her parents didn’t seem to pull back from feeding that hunger, her tranquil personality had something simmering beneath it’s surface, something childish and spoiled that had only been fed by the constant spotlight on her throughout her childhood.

Ivy had grown into a spoiled brat, covered by the soft princess. To the world she’s a fairy, with light eyes and soft laugh. She’s blushed cheeks, and river banks, but at home...there’s a much different persona, one that was bent on fur coats, and designer clothing, a BMW at sixteen and her entire family wrapped around her finger.

the surface !

dob: 01/06/1995

+ Nurturing +Playful   +Cheerful -  -Childish     -Careless  -Goofy

Do Hana is proudly the creator behind many smiles in the castle, a goofy child who wears her heart upon a sleeve. A sweet girl who works under the Jeons viewed by them and some workers as some kind of stupid child for her way of viewing life, her unworried attitude and her playful, sometimes childish way of behaving. Her mind is simple and her heart is innocent, like a child. The girl is known for her happy go lucky personality yet there are some people who would rather not work with her for the same reasons though they can’t say that DoHa isn’t good at what she does. Nurturing and maternal when needed, DoHa is one weird child.

the story !

It was quite a love story, back in the day, the one that Do Sungyeol and Min Haneul lived. A royal maid and a baker, quite an odd pair yet it seemed to work so well, love could be felt in the air when the two of them were together.  They got married and she left her job when she was pregnant, ready to begin this new adventure with her family. A little baby was born out of that love and they named her accordingly, their first child, their one and only: Hana.

Do Hana was chosen by the Queen herself to grow up and take care of the princess just like her mother had taken care of her though it definitely didn’t go as she expected. While Haneul was smart and graceful, a beauty with brains that was good enough to be by the side of the now queen, Do Hana only shared the same looks as her mother while everything else, from the dorky personality to the goofy smiles and loud laughter came from her father.

the surface !

dob: 05/10/1993

+   Gentleman, charming, loyal -   overprotective, resentful, foolish

A chameleon, that’s the best way to describe him. As he is the bodyguard of the Maes, the man makes honor to the job he was assigned to do. Always having a watchful eye under the people he is set to protect, the man would do anything to assure their wellbeing and make sure the situation with the queen never repeats itself.  A serious man with only one goal on his mind and that is to ensure the safety of his people. Yet as Kang Hanbin, the man is completely different, a hopeless romantic in search of his happily ever after, a playful glint on his eyes gave away the truth about him, as he was still a soft boy deep inside.

the story !please list any triggers here!

1.      The littlest feet make the biggest footprints.

The sound of a baby’s laughter encircled the household of the Kang Advisor of the Maes early in the morning during the first day of May, the wife of the man had just giving birth to a boy who possessed fair white skin like snow and dark hair like a raven, when his father saw him for the first time a smile grew on his face, the kid had his mother’s beauty it was clear but that  surprised the man the most was the sound of laughter he let out instead of cries. Baby Hanbin smiled.

While he grew up house was filled with laughter, he made sure of it, sometimes it would be his, other times his mothers or fathers since the boy had that charming side of him and it only got louder when a second boy was born. Hanbin was now an older brother and he took the role seriously, he was always looking out for the younger one, whoever messed with the younger Kang was as if he messed with Hanbin himself and even if he was playful the young boy would fight them for his brother. Though not all the times everything was smooth for the two brothers, sometimes playful banters got to serious or the pressure their parents placed on their shoulders was a little bit too much for it to be a friendly competition, Hanbin was always the first one to apologize and, despite his young age, acted quite mature and everything was alright between the brothers.

           2.       I look at you & see the rest of my life in front of my eyes

Hanbin never lost that characteristic happiness that marked him, nor the playful glint in his eyes disappeared with the pass of time, it was still there though he was more reserved, like expected, the male still goofed around with his friends and brother, but he was well behaved when needed, being hard-working and caring for those younger than him, which made him stand out in the school and made his father proud.

He was only a teen when he met her, would that count as a meeting? Seeing someone once without a proper introduction and just staring at them from far away? To him, it did for his heart had throbbed so fast and hard making it heard to breath when he saw her smile, making one of his own grow in his without realizing. It wasn’t only her beauty that got his eyes, but for the gentle actions he saw. From that moment, Hanbin started trying to approach her, trying to find someone who would introduce them properly for him to start courting her instead of watching and looking out for her from afar.

          3.      Only I can change my life. No one can do it for me.

Hanbin had always been a protector, of his family, of those younger and older than him, who had less than he did and even of those who had more. It wasn’t a surprise that the boy was assigned as a Bodyguard to the royalty with his impressive results in training and hard-working nature. That brought greatness to his family but happiness for him, that was his goal, and so the young man

the surface !

dob: 09/05/1999

+   Persuasive, articulate, individualistic -   Dishonest, egocentric, selfish

Perhaps it is the circumstances of her birth that really gives her the chip on her shoulder. For Cherry, money and power are the only things in this life that can open the doors to the things she wants and she is willing to do anything to get it. Like a chameleon she can mimic her surroundings and it’s easy for her to change her personality to suit the needs of those around her and it makes her someone to watch out for. Yet Cherry is much more complex than people might realize – she has this innward need to be accepted and loved by those people whose attention she desperately seeks. She wants to prove her worth and herself to her parents who can hardly stand to be in the same room as her and if she has to cut throats and spill blood to do it then she will.

the story !

Kim Chaeyeon has never been wanted.

From the very moment she her ability to comprehend had developed she was told that she would always be second best : she was a stain on the history of a long lineage and a noble family, a bastard daughter in a rough sea of disappointment — all Jaehyun had wanted was a son to carry on his name…instead he was given a squaling infant who would never hold the legacy he was obsessed with.

It was well known he’d been trying, albeit unsuccessfully, for a male to carry on the Song name — his wife had only given him a sickly daughter and several stillborn children, most of which had also been female. The only male heir he had been able to produce had died early into his infancy and left he man distressed with failure, he grew away from his wife and had thrown himself into his work more and more until he was drowning in paperwork and in need of help.

His mother had brought in a rather pretty secretary in hopes that he would fall in love with her and divorce the disaster of an old maid who had failed them time and time again —- a plan that had worked just a bit more than she had hoped. The younger woman had stars in her eyes and helped the other kindly, listening to his problems and offerng advice, until the two of them fell into a whirlwind of an affair after a certain business meeting had gone sour and they’d been stuck at their hotel for two days. She had been the beacon of hope in his life and he hoped that she could give him what his wife had not — a son.

It was just a few short months later that she delivered the news, in front of the wife, that she was pregnant with his son — the man ecstatic at the prospect and whole heartedly accepting his mistress into his life. She would move into the mansion with them, given her own side home, while the wife was forced to make nice and endure her company. She became increasingly rude and violent to the household staff, unable to lay a hand on the mistress she desperately wished to ruin.

Months passed in this fashion, the mistress lavished with love and praise and anything that money could buy until she was ready to burst, rushed to a hospital and put up in a private room so she could try and give birth comfortably — a collective shock filling the room when the baby girl was presented to a father who never wanted to hold her. He felt betrayed by the doctors and by his mistress and left in a fury, vowing to get back for this trangression against him.

Her mother was left in tears, carefully crying into the hair of the girl who had no idea what was going on. She did know, however, as she grew up that she was tolerated and not wanted.

Amongst the household she was a bastard, nothing like the noble lady who still headed the household confidentaly and prim — the same woman who looked upon her and her mother with disgust as she passed by them with her head held high. He had come back to her, crying and apologetic and they had made up like that — the woman again announcing another pregnancy by the time Cherry was 7 years old.

She was confident her pregnancy would carry, the seed that was growing in her belly was a son and it had caused a collective panic amongst her mother and their confidants. They had been kept in only because her Father found the younger girl to be charming but with the birth of a son they would quickly fall out of favor — yet what could they do? For months they sat around and waited until that baby boy had come into this world yelling at the tops of his lungs – healthy and sound is what the doctors had said and soon their worst fears had come to life.

From the moment she was eight years old and onwards she took a backseat in everything — her father had no time for her anymore as he doted on his legitimate son. Her mother was drowning herself in wine to put out the pain of failure that hung heavy over her shoulders — no one would have her in the circles she desperately wanted to obtain and soon she began to waste away — she cursed Cherry for being everything that had worked against her, pushing her down and pulling her hair until she cried. She savagely beat her daughter when her drink had given her too much time to think….but in retrospect she had taught her the most valuable lesson of all — how to save face when the world was watching.

It wasn’t until Cherry had reached the age of 16 that anyone had wanted to do anything in regards to her future —- Jaehyun having decided to use his illigitmate daughter as a barganing chip to the right power players. He would have her married off to the highest bidder so he could secure a legacy. He paraded her around in pretty gowns to older men with charming smiles and she learned to play the chessboard daintily. She could have any man or woman that she wanted by the time she was 18 years old — gaining access to information and money, seducing powerful opponents who wanted ties with the Song name and influence — she spun her web of power and politics and she stood at the center with the ability to say yes or no. People lived or died at her command and she was in love with the power.

When she was only 19 years old her favorite uncle had propositioned his brother with the idea of Cherry coming with him to live in Gyeoljeong where he worked tirelessly for the nation in securing prosperity and peace with the nation. Here she could grow and expand her abilities and charm and brush elbows with nobles with riches beyond even their imagination.

the surface !

dob: 09/05/1999

+   Conscientious, insightful, determined -  Melancholic, argumentative, repressed

Evie tries her best to be the best version of herself – she is thoughtful and open minded, a place that her siblings and friends can come to without fear of judgement or worry and she tries her best to impart wisdom and advice as liberally as she can. She wants for those in her life to be happy that she is almost self sacrificing in a sense that so long as everyone else is okay, she doesn’t spare herself a second glance. She doesn’t care how it happens so long as she can make it as easy as possible for those around her and she is willing to go as far as she needs to in order to grasp that happiness and give it to anyone who needs it. In the same vein, one could describe Evie as being very lonely and nearly isolated. Overlooked for her siblings and constantly protecting her twin from that which might cause him harm, she spends a lot of time running after others and it leaves no time for herself. She almost doesn’t even regard herself as important thoughs he wishes she could reach out to others for comfort, she doesn’t dare. She is regretful and melancholic when she finally finds time to herself but being so good at pretending to be fine has taken it’s toll on her. She just wants to go home to Australia where she didn’t have to worry at every turn on what might happen to her family.

the story !

Their birth was in the beginnings of fall – the sun hidden behind clouds as it threatened to rain. A single cry is joined by another and a family that had been only four descended into the chaos of tiny feet pitter pattering across a shared home.

There were many of them and though there was a sense of closeness between the siblings, it was different with him. They had shared a womb and it only made sense that in this life they would share nearly everything else. She was as close to her brother as she could be – the idea of doing anything without him by her side is a foreign thought to her. She could tell his moods by a single look, finish his thoughts without him having to say much at all, surely he was the other half of her heart that made her whole.

They shared dreams, languages, knowledge and though she was younger than him she never stopped worrying about him. She became stronger, smarter, so that she could stand at the side of her family and become the strength to their weaknesses. She wanted most of all to see them all succeed in their own ways and only hoped for the best as she could.

Yet life is not a stagnant being. Perhaps, much like the river, there are twists and turns and obstacles to overcome and though she had thought that the death of her parents was the hardest thing she might have had to go through – it was the transition from one life to the next that proved to be the one thing she would always struggle with.

For the first time in her life she didn’t have the answers that she sought. With her twin deciding to see more of the world and her family relocated from the only home she had ever known she felt as though the carpet had been ripped from her feet. Yet she had seen with almost painful clarity the toll it took on her siblings and decide then and there to step up.

With her only anchor gone for who knew how long she had to grow up from the soft, young girl into a Princess who befit an ill suited family. She learned to walk and talk the part, looking every inch as though she had been born in Gyeoljeong and had been rubbing elbows with the nobles who had been there since birth.

With her brother back in the fold of the family she feels as though she might finally be able to relax – though one wrong step and she wonders if the foundation of their family might crumble into nothingness. So she flavors her smiles with softness and understanding but with distrust in her heart.