#daldeoksu

TW: Blood, death

How could something as beautiful as a wedding end up in tragedy? The young girl had been smiling happily, wishing the married couple nothing more than happiness and love in the future, for the young girl thought that arranged mariages deserved it. She lifted her cup of tea to her lips, looking at her mother’s actions and imitating them to make sure she was following the proper etiquette. Closing her eyes to enjoy the sweet warm taste that came. That was when hell broke loose. Screams and cries reached Deokhye’s ears making her eyes open widely in surprise, looking at her mother for an explanation though her attention was somewhere else making Deokhye look towards there. Blood, that was the first thing the girl saw in the princess making her gasp while a hand covered her mouth, everything seemed to happen in slow motion as her mother pulled her closer to her to shield her from the view but it was useless, as two other  men started coughing blood just like the princess making her scared, there were more. Her eyes travelled to her family, they seemed alright but what made her heart drop was that her older brother wasn’t there next to her. 

a royal wedding ; accepting.

the urge to glare at the male bubbles up in her chest. a feeling of self-loathing appearing like an uninvited guest, demanding to be let into her heart. and she allows it to fester, finding it easier to hate herself than to ever hate the male that presented the question. 

why? why was it so difficult for seora to let him go? it had been years, and he had moved on perfectly fine. yet there’s a room in her heart, with the memories they made. each one sitting prettily on the walls, surrounded by thin golden frames. and even if she were to take them down, there’s no way she could ever forget. although she so desperately wished to. 

some nights she would wake up in a cold sweat, praying to be anything but alone. wishing that she could be with him. sometimes she wonders, if she were to spend her time with someone else, would it be easier to forget? though it seemed that she could spend her whole life getting over choi deoksu. 

if we hadn’t been at all; who would i be? she’s tempted to ask the question, knowing well that she wanted to cause him just a bit of torment. because perhaps she would be happier, she would still have her fantasies of true love to cling onto. but that was cruel. and to do so would only cause her to hate herself more. 

“no, i do not.” after all, the only person she once believed to be hers was no longer hers.  

A ROYAL WEDDING SENTENCE PROMPTS:  @daldeoksuStatus: accepting! 

𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆,  his words ringing in her ears like a bell that won’t stop sounding.  already they give her a headache.  though dahye wishes it, she can’t pull her eyes away and tell him that he should think before he speaks, considering who it is that he’s speaking to.  perhaps he doesn’t realize the cruelty of his own question, coming from his lips, to her - it cuts like a knife.

for choi deoksu is the man who intends on marrying her, but not for cause like love or anything of the sort.  it’s an arrangement of convenience: no one lines up at the door of jung dahye for her hand in marriage, he doesn’t want to love anyone except for yi hyeyeon.  (  at the very least, she thinks, she’ll be free from the flames that lick her heel.  ) 

“ would you like it if i believed that, my lord?” she asks cryptically, finally managing to pull her eyes away.  “ truly, though, i think - ..” her eyes cast instead in the direction of his - towards a certain princess, the one that holds his heart.  “ you only have someone if you’re pretty.”

a royal wedding ; accepting. 

“don’t overstep our boundaries. it’s not appropriate.” her words are soft and curt, enough for her to create a distance between them. that’s what she needed. enough distance to calm her racing heart. perhaps she had drank too much. she could feel the warmth crawling up her neck, encasing her in it’s fuzzy claws and creating a film over her thoughts. 

but it wasn’t in her nature to create that distance and not even the alcohol in her system would give her the courage needed to do so. “i’ll keep your worries in mind.” she gives him a tightlipped smile, knowing it’s all she can offer.