#haeseora

⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ━━  @haeseora 、 can never be  rewritten ⋆

“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.

it's been years and he knows he shouldn't, there's a line drawn immediately between them and he can feel the tension constrict. he shouldn't be showing such care, a consideration he no longer should be able to feel but he does because that's who he was. despite all his fickleness, his kindness knows no bounds and it's there on his sleeve for all to see. and for this instance, for seora. watching with apprehensive hues at the way she tips and the smile she dons and he knows something is wrong. years have faded them but he knows still too much, too little -- all the wrongs he's done her and he wears them brazenly because he can't ever really hide from them.

no matter what, they'd always be there.

history would always know what he did, no one better than seora. his guilt had consumed him once before and though this comes as no sentiment for repetence, he offers her his sights, although wary of crossing a line he no longer was able to tiptoe.

"i'm sorry, your highness. i was just concerned."

@haeseora​

it wasn’t unusual for hyojin to do stuff like this, being annoying. especially towards his older sister. they were close, really close and the prince appreciated everything she ever did for him, but at times, he went overboard. today was a very good example of his general interaction towards her. being loud was always one of his traits and people were quick to notice, even his way of walking was over the top, his voice heard from far away.

queen munjeong’s birthday party ; closed.

you mustn’t, the sane voice inside him repeats over and over again. he is in no way allowed to do such a terrible thing to a lady, let alone a princess for goodness sake! but there is always something about princess seora that makes hwan want to listen to the words of his inner mischievous creature -- the same creature that he swore he would never listen to when he pledged his heart to his wife.

that placid expression she displays has always intrigued him: was she born with such an expression, or was she always uninterested and unimpressed?

@haeseora:

the male’s words allow for a soft scoff to past the confines of her lips. “and what is it that i could do with your name exactly?” she questions back, raising a single brow as she regarded him. she found the question to be unnecessary. it almost irritated the female. but she reminded herself that this was a party- and she wouldn’t allow even the slightest irritations to ruin her mood.

“it’s out of common courtesy,” she replies, her expression falling into a look of indifference. “if you don’t wish to give me your name, then don’t. i certainly won’t be losing sleep over it.” she crossed her arms, turning her body away from the male- essentially ending the conversation. as she observed the other side of her surroundings, a slight feeling of guilt pooled in her stomach. there was most definitely a chance that she had took what would have been a playful introduction and turned it into something it was not. but it was too late to go back. seora’s pride wouldn’t allow her to apologize. 

it was only a precaution. his father told him to be more careful than normal – not that he was known for being particularly cautious, if a slightly-skinned knee from just this afternoon was any indication – and daejun made an attempt. if his father had overheard, then it would have gained him a slight chance at obtaining any sign of pride from the older minister. but his father would have, in the same breath, rebuked him for not knowing every guest there was in these celebrations, and daejun would’ve gotten into another argument against the man just by that alone. 

open ✉ ❝ queen munjeong’s birthday prompts ❞

❝ nunim- ah, your highness, please stop teasing me. ❞

being in such events still flustered him, even though father had slowly started bringing him out to such places last spring. but he was too used to the serenity of books, to be surrounded by echoes of quietness as he bury himself into the bewitching stories of the world that he would never experience himself. 

( do they exist? the paradise of pink and white blossoms that covered the tips of mountains like snow goddess herself? or the wide blue waters that stretched beyond the horizons, as blue as the skies of summer, a refreshing blue like the stream he visit every year with his family as a child? he would never know, but hui would sink himself in the warmth of streaming sunrays, and read tales upon tales till the sun too, had set it’s heavy lids for the night. )

if the noise of the bustling marketplace could be overwhelming sometimes, then one as wide-scale as this would be deemed nearly intimidating. of course, such were words he would never say to his father, who had trusted him enough to behave like a man who had experienced the life of twenty autumns. 

and as he looked at the elder, a soft smile danced on his lips, eyes curling up. princess seora was a kind, kind lady, and there was often a sense of calmness just being by her side. hui supposed, she was one of the few women that hui could feel completely at ease. ❝ i am all grown up now, ❞ he continued, this time with a little childish brag in his voice, chin tilted upwards in mild determination. 

❝ i no longer need to answer to father should i wish to mingle with the crowd. ❞yet, the male cast a look of uneasy towards the main dining hall, as men raised bowls after bowls of bitter wine. he swallowed, tongue licking the corner of his lips in nervousness to wet his dry lips.

queen munjeong’s birthday prompts –