innately indecisive. wheein&yeeun
( @mxyeeun )
she was certain she saw yeeun earlier. was it when the king was snatched of his life? or was it back in the very start, wheein struggled to vividly remember. the pink mane was hard to overlook though and there was only one person wheein knew who sported pink hair without actually looking weird.
and it was yeeun.
for a split second, wheein worried about her, genuinely concerned for her master. she had been protecting her for a while now, an oath she had taken (although we all know it has become more than the oath now) back when the faerie had managed to keep her away from trouble. she was midway to the soldiers, spotting some already making their way there when the voice in her made her feet stop.
you can’t leave her alone. get your ass back there and find her. you promised to protect her.
her fists clenched from the internal war, as if what was happening outside wasn’t enough. before her, she spotted weeping people (naturals, perhaps), some soldiers trying to calm them down. they said something about freedom, and how they’ll give it however in a later time. safer, though. yes, much safer than the echoing death wheein was picking up from the halls of the castle.
where is yeeun?
sprinting, she finally dashed back to where she came from. she hoped she spot yeeun. this won’t be a suicide mission.
