#cwnheon

in all other instances, sunwoo could waltz into the palace in the kingdom of hearts, say he was on official business, and no one would question or bother him. it was much different if he wanted to enter casually, and perhaps sneak into a princess’ room. 

the problem is, he isn’t sure he’s ready for people to know yet -- mostly because he’s not sure what they are, if they are. sunwoo only knows they like spending time with each other, fighting and arguing over something is usually involved, as well as maybe... hand holding and kissing. he knows they crossed the lines between friends but sunwoo doesn’t want to assume anything other than that. besides there would also be so many questions and details they’d have to iron out as royals, all of which would make a blooming relationship so complex and tiring. 

he huffs, knocking on heon’s bedroom door, looking down the hallway nervously. finally, heon answers and he is safe from having to sneak any further. sunwoo shuffles in quickly, sighing in relief. “took you forever to answer the door,” he says with a pout, furrowing his eyebrows. he takes off his jacket and cap, revealing a more poised way of dress, his usual loosely fit white shirt, and black slacks. he has his long hair pulled up half way, though his bangs are still in his face, like a perpetual curse. “was scared jiae or eunae were going to see me. don’t think your dad or step-mom are around though, so at least the security wasn’t as intense as it usually is,” he says, still obviously a little stressed. 

sunwoo takes a moment to look around heon’s room before looking back at his princess. he smiles softly, walking closer to her and placing his hands on her arms. “sorry,” he says quietly, not meaning to take out any frustration on her. “how are you?” 

“I've been drinking, I've been doing things I shouldn't do. Overthinking, I don't know who I am without you. I'm a liar and a cheat, I let my ego swallow me and that's why I might never see you again. I'm alone in my head looking for love in a stranger's bed, but I don't think I'll find it. 'Cause only you could fill this empty space.”

at the costume party, chatting it up with @cwnheon

hyunsu recognized her from somewhere; he just couldn’t seem to put his finger on it. was she an ex-fling? someone that he pushed the buttons of for fun? her name was on the tip of his tongue, but for some reason he could not think of her name for the life of him. of course, it didn’t help that he was a few shots in and the loud bass ringing in his ears also made it hard to focus. damn. what a shame. there was no way he was going to solve the mystery, especially not at a party like this.

oh well! hyunsu was sure that he couldn’t remember the girl for a reason. if he truly forgot her, then perhaps she was simply not that relevant to begin with. he was too drunk to care about some random lady, so it was best to just forget about it. but wait— was she looking this way? he couldn’t quite tell, nor did he want to find out.

oh god, this was embarrassing. hyunsu stood there staring at her for a hot minute. did she really catch him in the act?

being a first class knight isn’t bad. you’re never really thrust into danger or made to lie or kill anyone, unless the circumstances called for it. but it was a lot of patrolling, escorting, attending to royals like waitstaff. at least if she were a private knight, she’d only have to be that for one and if it was heon, she’d have no problems doing so. there was a little more freedom however, more time off in shifts rather than working big assignments or constantly having to be on edge. 

nari walks down a familiar hallway, knocking a few times before opening the door. “princess,” she says with a smile, wrapping her arms around heon’s small waist and placing a kiss on her cheek. “are you ready to have a night of fun? i brought candy and movies... the whole works really.” nari pauses to look into her friends eyes and heave a happy sigh. “feels like forever since we did this, i’m so happy i’m here. what should we do first?”  

location: hearts kingdom, ballroom @cwnheon

Jangmi tightened her grip on the champagne glass and grimaced a smile at one of the royal ladies talking to her, trying to be polite and act like she was still paying attention. But how could Jangmi stay calm when she just walked into the room wearing the dress that Jangmi had been eyeing for months. MONTHS. Jangmi had been following the Hearts fashion designer, Anne Marie Lee, ever since she saw her fashion line walk the runway in 2019 and when she announced that she was going to be designing a new limited single dress for this year, Jangmi instantly reached out. And from their emails, Anne Marie had made it clear that Jangmi was definitely at the top of her list of consideration.

Yet, only two weeks ago, she suddenly received an apology letter from Anne Marie that one of her store Managers had mistakenly sold the dress to the youngest Princess of the Hearts Kingdom. Jangmi remember ripping the letter in anger. Total bullshit. Anne Marie had changed her mind and hadn’t bothered to tell her until two weeks before the ball. Of course, Jangmi had other options, but it wasn’t the dress that she had been waiting for. And now the Hearts Princess was wasting the beauty of the dress away.

“Excuse me for a second, I just can’t seem to take my eyes off of her dress.” Jangmi motioned towards the princess and apologized to the royal lady before gliding her way across the ballroom to Heon.

“My, what a gorgeous dress.” Jangmi gleamed sweetly, “It definitely makes you look stunning.”

with @cwnheon backdated to: june 2021

the news spread throughout the castle quickly, whispers flitting from palace guards to chefs to cleaners and everyone in between. jiae, however, was there at the source; she stood behind her mother and father as the young girl announced her presence to the world, declaring her intentions for the throne as the rightful spawn of the king. it took everything in jiae to keep from expressing her disdain, maintaining the smallest of smiles possible. she knew, from her ventures into the kingdom, how intimidating it could be to look royalty right in the eye, and jiae had perfected this expression over the years to show she meant no harm. that she could be trusted and she would do anything to help.

it’s the same expression she wears when she finds herself outside the stranger’s bedroom. 

(no, not stranger. this is her sister—half-sister, she chastises herself internally, following the sour taste in her mouth when she swallows. in that split second, jiae decides that she’ll call the girl by neither of those titles, nor will she ever refer to her as a princess. so, okay, maybe stranger is the most accurate). 

jiae figures she should formally introduce herself. it’s been a few hours since the... the child’s appearance, enough for her to settle in, what with the lack of personal belongings she seemed to have brought (it has to be barely a quarter of what jiae herself owns, and that doesn’t seem very princess-esque of her, so there’s another reason to never use that word again). she imagines that the girl must feel pretty overwhelmed with this sudden grand change to her life, and there’s nothing worse than adding even more pressure on her. 

so jiae plans to do just that.

jaejin honestly wasn’t very big on parties, he never had been even when he was younger, though he still did have to keep up his act of the ‘charming prince’ after all, an act that mostly everyone within the kingdoms seemed to believe over the years since he had decided to become greedy for the throne. if he had to pretend he was even somewhat of a decent human being - which he wasn’t at all, then that’s exactly what he would do.

aside from those that did believe the façade he put up for those around him, there were some that just didn’t fall for this act. one of those being none other than his younger half-sister, ahn nanseolheon. he remembers the first day that she had shown up, remembers how he had realized that he had one more person to worry about when it came to the throne and getting in the way of what he desired, and honestly it was nice in some sort of way that she had managed to figure out that he wasn’t exactly the ‘brotherly’ type of prince that others believed him to be. it just made it easier for him to not have to fake a smile or even act like he cared for her.

the only time that jaejin did have to get along with the female was during events in which others were present. he still had to play his part right? though, behind closed doors the two would often make the snarkiest remarks to one another, even share a few glares here and there which showed that the two didn’t plan on becoming best friends anytime soon, or probably never would even in the future.

as they stand beside one another, jaejin glancing around the room and eyeing all of the ‘competition’, he keeps that same fake smile plastered to his face even as he speaks in a lone tone for only the female to hear. “you know, it’s not too late for me to convince the queen and king to send you back to where you came from. it would be more fitting for you, besides” he pauses as he finally allows his gaze to fall onto her, the smile on his face turning a bit more into a smirk. “you don’t even have the slightest chance at the throne. you’re fighting a losing battle that you won’t be able to win.”