#poor jongdae

“I don't think it’s a good idea to take Sunny with us this time..”a sigh left Junmyeon.”There will be danger no matter what we chose and I don't want to risk her safety”

Jongdae grumbled from the back, thoughts going to how the black haired man didn't care for their safety, not his, not yours. 

“I’m not going then..”

“I guessed that..”another sigh huffed out of the lord.”You, Sehun and Sunny can stay, it would lessen the chances of  suspicion as well..”

Minseok and Junmyeon started to discuss their options, the whole time furrowing their eyebrows, while Jongdae could feel your eyes on him, the pain of not meeting them. He wanted to hold you if you were scared but couldn't muster courage or live with the heartache it would cause.    

“Let’s take the safe path and hope to the god that the soldiers won't be there”Junmyeon moved his gaze onto this Kyungsoo.”Stay with Jongin and update Sehun regularly..Be sure to aid if necessary..”

Himself, Minseok, Junmyeon, Baekhyun and you...Jongdae thought about leaving again, not wanting to face what would come through the woods, however, stayed because he saw how Baekhyun's face paled, how yours did too. 

“Goddamnit..”he mumbled under his breath cursing the guards again, steering his horse to the dirt road he arrived on. 

-

You watched the whole ordeal in silence, both because you felt fright but also to study Kyungsoo, a face you swore you had seen before. The large eyes and lips flashed before your inner eye, tucked away somewhere in a corner of the castle. He looked at you, bowing his head, and you realized that he had protected you, that he was a guard. You couldn't think  more about it though, your horse moving as the others did to. Hooves drummed against the ground, wind tracing over your cheeks. Baekhyun kept close to you, eyes glancing at you from time to time. You knew they all were at risk, soldiers could come and kill them, even if you pleaded for their lives.  

“If the guards were to come..Go with Jongdae Y/n..He’ll keep you safe..”Junmyeon’s words foreshadowed something bad, something which made hair stand, something which made you search for tourmaline eyes. 

-

Shivers ran over Jongdae’s back, the forest too quiet for his liking. Danger was around every corner, its prying eyes following them. Junmyeon stopped suddenly, raising one of his hands. The black haired man stared deeper into the woods, swallowing, and Jongdae cursed loudly. He heard hooves and laughter.

“M-maybe it’s not them…”Baekhyun whispered but everyone knew it was. They should have been more careful, taken another way or listened more, because there was a man standing before them, his clothes shining of royal. 

The man screamed out an order, his voice boomed deep in Jongdae, whose mind didn't comprehend the words. You stared at the soldier, fright filling you as he said the word princess. You had been caught and with you the others. The forest was no longer quiet, roars killing it. Panic filled Jongdae as he watch too many men come their way. Junmyeon started to move, his voice almost drowning in commotion. 

“Jongdae go!” Baekhyun managed to get Jongdae moving, hands holding tight on the reins. He saw your wide eyes, how the men tried getting to you and how Minseok was thrown of his horse. 

“Go now!”the cat eyed man roared out, even as he was bleeding. Jongdae felt all his anger drain when he saw Minseok getting hit but he couldn't dwell on it, Baekhyun's cry getting him going.

Jongdae galloped to you, getting a hold of your arms so he could drag you to his horse, heart hammering as he did. He had to help but still needed to get you to safety.  

“Ride! We’ll be fine!”Junmyeon screamed, catching Jongdae's eyes for a second. He had to move now or everyone would be stuck and everything would be undone. 

Pushing heels into the sides of his horse, Jongdae rode away, arms holding you tight. He managed to miss the guards, who tried to follow him but was stopped by the others. Sweat dropped down his face, while tears flowed down yours. Peeping over Jongdae’s shoulder, you saw how Baekhyun fell, an arrow burying its head in his body. 

-

“H-he got hit…”your voice made Jongdae glance down, lips pressed hard together.

“I’m sure he’s fine..”but he couldn't be sure if any of them were fine, if any of them were even alive. 

“It’s all my fault.”new tears slipped down your face, finger holding Jongdae's shirt hard.”He is dead because of m-”

“Baekhyun's not dead.”you glanced up at the man holding you, feeling his heartbeat faint but racing. His voice was harsh, just not mean.”He’s alive, all of them are, they have to be..”

The fire you had before slowly faded, hurt boiling in its place. You never wanted for them to be harmed, Baekhyun's face showing in your mind, Baekhyun’s face from all those nights ago. It seemed to lay in your blood, the curse of killing others. Jongdae was shaking slightly and you had never seen him like this, so lost. You didn't want for him to be like that, missed the night in his eyes, the night before, the night you first met. The boy who held you in his arms urged the horse forward, realizing dusk was approaching and that he had no clue about where the soldiers were, how close or far. He could hear his own breathing echo around, trees talking back with his own words. 

“I’ll try to find shelter somewhere…”and no more words were spoken for the rest of the day, stars twinkling over your head, screams pulling at your sleep.

-

Jongdae rode fast, the want to go and check if the others were okay drowning him. You had fallen asleep before him, nightmares having kept you up for most of the night. He had been close to hold you, to chase away the bad from your mind but had not done it, unsure why. Maybe it was your relation to the king who hunted his death or his cowardness for his own feelings. The break of the forest was close, another day at max, and he felt a lump form in his throat. Jongdae had no clue of what was to come when he got to the city but he had a feeling it weren't good, a feeling his blood would drop down his body. Glancing down at you, he was finally reminded about who you really were, who would take you hand, who he wasn't. Love was something he started do despise and still longed for it, for your heart as well but the prince was what he never could be, you were what he never could have- 

“Jongdae?”

“It’s okay, sleep some more...I’ll wake you up.”he hoped his life wouldn't end here but ashes only burnt for so long. 

-

It was dark but some city lights illuminate the dirt road which slowly turned to cobel.You were still in the edge of the capital, laced in between the saddle and Jongdae. He hadn't been sleeping or eating much, making you worry for his falling eyes but you knew he thought about the others, and you did too. People walked around you, sending hasty gazes at the strange riders. Jongdae tensed behind you, heart speeding up. 

“It’s okay Jongdae..It will be okay”your voice weren't loud but the boy heard you, orbs slipping down for a second to stare at the princess's face. 

“If something goes wrong, you’ll need to run..”it seemed like every word anyone had spoke about the worst future came true, had its curse senwen in the movements of the speakers lips. You didn't want his to say something remotely close to what he did, it made you uneasy.”..I’ll survive..”

A timid nod was what you mustered as his answer, eyes darting to take in his features. Face soft with angles, lips plush, lips you stared at way too long. You wanted to kiss him, wanted to feel him like a lover but yell broke your thoughts. Jongdae held you tighter for a second, staring as the guards came running. They saw him, they knew you. 

“Hide..”his voice whispered in your ear and you wanted to say no, to fight with him but he pushed you off, heeling his horse so it ran towards the men. A scream bubbled in your stomach, a scream for him to stop.

Jongdae swallowed, dropping from the animal a mere second before he hit the men. The horse reared, missing a guard’s head, as Jongdae rolled over the ground. Your eyes widened, someone grabbed Jongdae and punched him in the face. Soon were almost all of the jumping on him, hiding him from your view. Tears streamed down your face, you couldn't help him but you would try, you had to try. The citizens around you yelled, urged on the guards or begged them to stop, but all the bodies created a sea and you couldn't get through. Your figure was pushed around, shoved back until your knees hit the ground on the edge of the circle. Jongdae would die, just like Baekhyun, and it was all your fault. Anger grew in your chest, defiance making you stand.  No one would ever abuse their power again, you would make sure of it, so the sacrifices for you wouldn't be in vain. Your father would see you again but it wouldn't be a little girl, it would be a ruler. 

-

Jongdae blacked out after 15 minutes of being beaten, face and body burning. The guards had laughed at him and all he could do was grit his teeth because you got away. He was sure he wouldn't die, not yet at least, the king would probably want to cut his head of. So Jongdae let go of his consciousness and dreamed of you. There was a smile on your lips and he was standing in your room, just like before, but the thing which was different was the rings on both your hand and the crown on your head. Your warmth was welcomed by his fingers as he held you, stroking your cheek. So this was how it felt to hold you, to live with you in peace. Your lips looked soft, inviting him to kiss them. Jongdae swallowed, leaning in, but you slipped through his hands, left him with screams in the darkness. You begged for his help and he could get to you. 

“Wake up!”someone kicked him, pulling him out of his nightmare. Jongdae gasped, confused and had no time to think because his body was lifted, dragged away. 

The guards grinned down at him, wolves in their eyes. He couldn't really see, one eye swollen from punches, but he could feel. Jongdae felt every bruise on his body, however, it didn't matter as he knew he was on his way to execution, then the hurt wouldn't mean a thing, only yours would remain. 

“You’ll meet your creator now, low life..”the man pushed vaulted doors and the king stared down at him. Jongdae gazed at the sword which would cut his bones and released a breath. If only he could tell you it wasn't your fault before he went..if only he could see you one last time. 

“Rebels...all you do is hurt the people you’re trying to save..”the king sat down on his throne, glaring at Jongdae who was forced on his knees before the man. Tears were falling from the queen’s eyes and king Park wanted to hold here, but all the people in the room were there to witness the king’s power, his madness.”..you took my daughter and for it will I take your life, like the dog you are.”

His breathing became steady, acceptance making his body numb. The prince Jongdae had seen, what feels like years ago, stared at him. He tried to figure out a way to save the boy kneeling on the floor but the second he moved a muscle, would a guard raise his sword. Chanyeol gritted his teeth, unknowing of the anger his nobility caused Jongdae. He couldn't forget how the black haired man had danced with you, how different the two men were from each other. 

“You deserve so much worse..”the king mumbled with a low voice, his sword shining clean but not for long, no, the metal would be tainted with deep red and the loss of a human life. 

Jongdae exhaled, eyes staring right back at themself through the blade. He wondered about what could have been if he just did one thing different. You weren't what he regretted, simply the second time he came to you was something he wished wasn't the same. He could have been by your side if Minseok hadn't done what he did but it was the past and it seemed as if his time was ending. The king raised his hand, a sinister smile spreading over his lips as Jongdae let his gaze fall to the window behind his killer. Light fell through blue and red glass, made his racing heart slowly calm down. He knew he would get a second chance to life because he never hurt anyone and it helped him relax, everyone waiting for the final strike and breath of air. But the doors flew open and in came the young queen, head held high. You stared at your father, his hand which was about to kill once again. 

“Do not hurt him.”fire burned behind your eyes, authority shining in your step. Your mother cried your name, sobs echoing through the high walls. Her baby had grown up, had seen what she couldn't show you, but now you knew and would become the ruler your land deserved. Your softness had turned hard over a short time, forced you to watch the real world, forced you to realize what your father had done.”Lay down your sword and kneel for your queen.”

Gasps broke through everyone's lips, but Chanyeol smiled. You would take back what was yours by blood, you would make the right choice. The king was old and your whole life had he raised you so he could be the master of your mind even when he no longer sat on the throne, however, one brown haired boy changed that, came crashing into your life and made it more exciting.  

“What is this nonsense! They kidnapped you! Do you understand, kidnapped you!”your father screamed out, losing his cool as you merely looked at his reding face.”They brainwashed you, made you crazy!”

“You locked me inside these walls and lied..”standing before him, you challenged his anger, let him see the power you had, how you wouldn’t bow for him this time.”..I’m doing what I believe is right for my kingdom and as the ruler with the highest of power I demand you to release this man!”

All the guards around you didn't know what to do. You were not crowned yet but the king losing his mind made them scared, everyone but the man who took Jongdae and forced him to kneel. A scoff escaped your father but as his mouth opened to speak, was the queen moving to stand by your side, her head held higher than ever. 

“Listen to your new ruler and release the boy..”a hiss made its way from the guard holding down Jongdae, the crooked body starigheting, waiting for orders but not from you.”..and take the former king to the towers.”

Your eyes widened, just like your father’s, but you mother wasn't lying down. She held her stands and you stood by her side with so much power, the head guard was sure of no one but you could be the ruler they needed. So he ordered every soldier to grab the king and strip him of the crown on his old head. Roars of anger ripped through your father’s throat, body overpowered by the guards which choose you, the girl with bright eyes. 

The man who had kicked Jongdae frowned, disliking the way you were thinking you could run the kingdom and hurt the king. He growled out a sound from his chest, standing too far away from you when he drew his knife, intention on killing the boy of your dreams. But Chanyeol was too fast and a mere no had slipped between your lips when the prince was standing before the still kneeling Jongdae, sword shining in his hand. Chanyeol grabbed it from one of the guards before the man could hurt Jongdae and go against you words.

“Listen to your queen, peasant, or suffer pain!”authority laced the prince’s words, one swing of the sharp edge and the man was shaking with fear. 

Your father and the guard not following you were both pulled away as Chanyeol watched them with a puffed chest. He turned to you with that  dazzling smile before bowing low for you, grin never leaving his lips.You were a queen worthy of your people and he saw it, your fire which Jongdae unknowingly had ignited. Suffering would be no more in your kingdom and you would start with announcing the change of throne. 

“Now witness all in this great hall how the new queen takes her place!”

Jongade felt like he was in a haze, staring at you, right where the king was about to end his life. You had become everything Minseok wanted and the kneeling boy still couldn't feel happiness. Jongdae was still a man of the street, no prince, and you were now a queen, further away than the moon which had danced over your skin one time and one more. 

-

Your eyes trailed the outside world, how banners in all colours flew around the city, your city. On your head was a simple band of gold resting, the crown you choose to wear while the rest of the gold your father had used to make his own with was given to the poor. This was what you wanted, a new life for everyone, but there was still pain. 

Everytime you closed your eyes would Baekhyun get shot and blood would pour from those smiling lips, Minseok would fall down and Junmyeon would scream. The nightmares never left you, no matter what you did. Chanyeol had showed concern but you just waved him off, wishing for a brown haired boy to just come back and be by your side. Jongdae had disappeared a mere day after your father was thrown in the cells, no word from his lips, no goodbye. You felt alone again, waiting for something to break the quietness.  

-

“Are you ready?”your mother smiled so brightly to you, fingers running over the light blue fabric draping your body. Today was your coronation, the day history would recognize you as the queen. No you weren't ready but you would never be.

“I have to make everything right..”there were tears slipping down your mother’s eyes however, they were tears of pride. She had raised you to be strong and now would you make her home bloom into beautiful flowers.”...and I will until the day I join the earth.”

Cheers echoed around you as the front doors opened, what felt like your whole kingdom standing by your hands. They were there to celebrate the new era and you were there to promise them change. Your mother stood by your side and the second she spoke was the ocean of people silent. The energy around you was buzzing, creeping up your bare arms and settled in your beating heart. A soft breeze moved your hair, let it sail through the sky, and rustle your skirts.

“We are here today to witness a new time sweep on our land, to watch my young daughter become the queen you all are worthy of..”her words echoed around your head, gaze floating on the many faces, some cried, some smiled, but you saw prince Park and his family in the crowd, how they stood by farmers. It made you feel at ease, like everything would be fine, but then were your eyes moving again until they found tourmaline. All colour drained from your face, shock parting your lips. 

Jongdae stared right back at you, a little tilit to his mouth, and around him were more familiar faces. Baekhyun...Baekhyun! Before anyone could react, were you running down the many stairs leading up to the castle, legs stumbling as fast as they could. They were all there! They were all alive! Gasps left the crowd but all you could think of was the people who had stirred your life and the small twitch of Jongdae opening his arms. Tears dropped down your cheeks, a small sob leaving your lips when you collided with Jongdae.

“Welcome our new queen!”and the cheers broke out to your mother’s voice, cheers from everyone around you. You could see Sierra with Sunny on her hip, Minseok and Junmyeon smiling proudly, even Sehun, Jongin and Kyungsoo were there.

“Never leave me like that again!”Jongdae blushed at your outburst, words slipping through the ocean of people, sounding clear over the music. 

“I won't..I..I..”his stuttering was cute and in the swirl of so much happiness, were you kissing him. Everything was right, lips so soft while you were flying in the sky.”..I promise to stay.”

You were all smile, holding him close, until you found Baekhyun watching you sheepishly with bandage around his shoulder. You let Jongdae go so you could crush the light haired male.

“And you! Never scare me like that again!”he smiled, small drops forming in the corners of his eyes. 

Jongdae slipped down the hallway, getting one last good look at you and your eyes, which had stared right back at him. He wanted to run, to disappear but the selfishness lingered. The sun stood heigh on a blue sky, forest held them secret and no one was anyone inside of it. Jongdae got down, gritting his teeth when Minseok rose from a chair, Sierra standing beside a mad looking boy.

“Are you leaving?”

“Yes. You don't need me any longer and I want to go home”he wanted to lash out again, shout profanities and demand a good reason for their lies, but Jongdae kept quiet. He was leaving this life and at the same time you, the princess with shining eyes. 

“You don't want to..”Minseok spoke lowly, already knowing the storm of emotions in the younger.”You don't want to leave he-”

Jongdae gripped his collar, forcing Minseok to stop mid sentence. Fire burned in his eyes, even in shadow, and Sierra grabbed a knife. She jumped, slashing at him. Tension grew steadily, blood slowly forming on Jongdae's arm. Sierra stood in front of Minseok, as to protect him, a gaze with no emotion. 

“Stop”Baekhyun spoke for the first time since his betrayer, holding a crying Sunny. She was shaking and the older girl felt a pang in her heart. “Stop right now”

“You can't go yet Jongdae…”Minseok stated hushed, Sehun watching the whole ordeal.”You’re too hurt. You need rest and care. Stay the night and be free next sunrise”

-

“I assume you are quite scared and confused as to everything which happened”the man with black eyes smiled warmly, looking like no threat but it didn't calm your nerves. 

“Yes”he sat in a chair, leg draped over the other. He could have been a king from the power he shone of.

“Well let’s start with our names. I’m Junmyeon and it’s nice to meet you”bunny like teeth came in view when he smiled wider.

“Y/n...and it’s nice to meet you too”you courtesy made itself remembered when you answered. Junmyeon merely nodded at you, leaning back a little. Looking at him was like staring at your father but no wickedness swirled in Junmeyons eyes. 

“So Y/n..I assure you that we mean no harm to either you or the kingdom. As a matter of fact, we want to do something which would help..”he stood up, chills running over your body. Junmyeon may say that he means no harm but why would you trust him, after all he was involved in your kidnapping. “We want to show you what your parents kept away, hid from you with all their might”

He stretched out a hand, some rugged lines made their way over it but it still looked soft. Junmyeon wanted you to take his hand because it would mean he would win, the people would win. 

“Will you let us show you?”

-

“Sit still” Baekhyun spoke as he cleaned some of Jongdae's cuts, eyes not meeting even if the latter stared. 

Sun filtered through thin fabric, making stars of dust in the room. Jongdae was angry, fuming, and Baekhyun felt it but things were like they were for a reason, they couldn't be changed either. 

“Why?”the question had slipped over his lips so many times, it started to become tiring.  

“We won't hurt her...The others already told you..”grey hair hung over his eyes, duller and not as clean as the first time they met.

“And you wouldn't have done it if we told you”Sierra walked in, her face falling with sleep. She had not slept well in a long time and Sunny seeing her like the assassin she was  made her scared, scared for what the little girl would think, what she would do. Sierra would rather die than admit her love for the child, the fuzzy feeling everytime she said mommy.”But we needed you for the better of our people…”

“Yeah..What’s one life for thousands?”Jongdae held no amusement in his question, hoping they at least told the truth this time, the truth about the princess’s safety. 

-

“He wants to leave”Sehun told Junmyeon, who just left you to change and think about his words.”Jongdae wants to escape”

“I know but that’s not the truth...He wants to stay with her...He loves her and it is a turn which I did not expect”the older smiled warmly, glancing down the hall for prying ears.”But a turn which will work in our favour”

“How?”

“Have you ever hear of a kingdom where the royal married a commoner? No but it could happen now and it would be the first step to something beautiful..”

-

You stared at the simple dress, something a villigare from the farthest corner of the main city would wear. A white under dress with faded blue details, so very far from what you usually wore, and you loved it. Your jewels were taken of and hair fell down from the updo one of your maids did for the ball. You smiled, watching a reflection so different from what stared back at you in the castle. Happiness lingered in the corners of your mouth, the simpleness of everything being a refreshing wind. You would need help getting your hair braided but it still looked perfect in your eyes. Everything feel to its place, hugging you with gentleness no gown had ever done before. You could breathe in it, not only because the lack of structure but also the way it made you normal.

“How is it going princess?”Junmyeon startled you, standing in clothes exactly like yours but he still looked to be a royal. It was his way of holding himself, like all the courts you had seen. 

“Good..”it still felt weird, how carefree you could be. The man gazed over you, his mind realizing your beauty which stood out, fueled by a dazzling smile.”But I need help with my hair..”

“Of course..Come with me and meet everyone”he turned, walking away and leaving you with the decision to flee or follow.

The house weren't a castle but nice no the less, its walls and decor reminding you of a lord's house from when you were little. Pictures of people and nature hung in the corridor, letting you in on what was once. A smile spread over your lips, feet free from heels. You wanted to dance, to run, to feel wind between your fingers, like flying birds. 

“Everyone..Meet Y/n, our princess”Junmyeon ushered you to step out in the open room, sun hitting multiple faces. 

“Hello..”nerves clung around your throat, watching Baekhyun’s eyes widen, the boy blushing at your soft cheeks and unsure smile. 

“That’s Baekhyun, Sierra and Minseok”Junmyeon began, smiling as you gazed at the mad looking woman and man which grinned carefully, the once who had taken you.”Over there is Sehun and Sunny should be somewhere..”

You met Sehun’s cold orbs for a second, feeling small under his gaze and tall frame, but you unknowingly searched for another boy. A boy which started it all. Minseok saw how you tried finding a certain someone, who probably sat frowning in his room. 

“We will go to a village tomorrow but until then, why don't we eat and relax for a while?”

Sierra frowned slightly and you was beyond confused. These people had kidnapped you but acted like you were visiting them, like you were here willingly. Baekhyun tried smiling at you for a second, eyes hurting because of what he did, but you didn't feel anger. The rest of a puzzlingly day was spent telling stories of different backgrounds, eating and laughing. They weren't bad, you realized it quickly, but they had history which made your heart hurt. Sunny smiled all the time even without a mother, something you could never do. If the queen would be lost, would you too. You liked listening to them, take part of their life, and you felt safe with them, no matter how many times Sierra threatened the boys. However, what made you want to be with them more was an answer to a question you asked when the moon slowly rose. 

“Aren't you afraid?If the guards finds you...Death wouldn't be inevitable”Sunny was sleeping, protected from monsters, and they smiled, each and every one of them. The woman looking like a goddess. 

“I would give my life if it would change the unfairness of our kingdom”Junmyeon’s eyes disappeared to a place where no one was hurt, where his life wouldn't be repeated by children.”..and who knows, our queen may be able to protected us like the ruler she is supposed to be..”

-

The blue light shone over your room, a moon like the night he came crashing in with, at the time, black orbs, eyes like you had never seen. No houses or walls reached for the navy sky, trees being in their place. An insect played outside, serenading your ever late slumber. You couldn't sleep, thoughts running wild inside a head over clouds. Right now weren't you you, not a princess but a girl, and it was hard to grasp, to touch and understand. Sitting up, fabric carased your legs which took you to the window, a portal to the outside. It felt calm, no movements gliding through the forest, just mere stillness. A sigh escaped your lips, fingers dancing over glass. You would not leave because of a promise to see your land, the kingdom you would rule, a kingdom you hadn't been granted to love. It wasn't like you were so naive that you didn't know about some hardships which existed, it was that you didn't know them all. 

A lone figure slipped through the corridor, not scared of the shadows, calm to the bones. You sneaked out, closing your eyes as the moon welcomed you with open cold arms. The sphere had always been a great pleasure to you, it being the symbol for a queen. Grass tickled up your bare ankles, giving way for your dancing feet. Freedom came with the movements and you soon stood panting by the forest edge, staring into it. 

“Trying to flee?”a voice, clear as water, rang from behind you and this time was it you who came crashing in. 

“No”you stood with your arms behind your back as the answer left you, gazing at him with a question of your own. His name, a word you wanted to know. It was quiet again, letting you gaze in his eyes and he in yours.

“What is your name?”you stared at him, following curves and lines which flowed over his face, some for him just being him and some from bruising. He had been hurt and still looked unbothered. 

“Why do you want to know?”

“Why not?”

A sigh escaped his pretty lips, hand dragging through brown locks. If he could relax and let go of the stress, he would hold your fingers and twirl like you did before, with a different man. 

“Jongdae”a smile broke over your face, darkness hiding the pink roses over your cheeks. You liked Jongdae, his name smooth from your tongue, because he was the opposite of you. He was free to run and you were the bird in a beautiful cadge. 

“It’s nice to meet you Jongdae..I’m Y/n”unknowingly to both of you, bodies had moved forward. If you raised your arm, would fingers touch a chest, and if he took a step forward, would he be able to wrap arms around you. 

Jongdae’s orbs were black again, holding both the moon and stars like the first time you saw him. He had plucked them down from the sky, a gift for you, a breath of freedom..of love.

-

Junmyeon smiled as he walked to your room, sun bright and newly awoken. He remembered two different souls bathing in moonlight and hope about something more for the people. The man knocked on your door, pushing it up, regarding you sleeping for a second. Peace had smoothen out your features and it made you livelier. 

“Good morning princess, it’s time to wake”once your eyes had opened and found his, Junmyeon left you to get ready. He almost missed the horse galloping from the forest. 

Sehun dropped from the animal, hood hanging in his eyes. He seemed on edge as he made his way into the living room, where  Junmyeon stood waiting. 

“Jongin and Kyungsoo spotted guards in Fevial...They’re getting close..”a letter was transferred between them, its paper thin and closed by a stamp in their symbol, lines in a hexagon like form. 

“It should be okay but be sure to have everything ready when we come back..”

“Am I not coming with you?”a small frown made its place on Sehun's face.

“You’ll have to stay here to take care of Sunny..I’ll have the others..”

-

The slow pace of the maroon horse you rode was relaxing, your body used to riding and finding it a place like home. Junmyeon and Minseok had asked if you wanted help, their mouths falling open when you sat up effortless, earning a small chuckle from Sierra. It was fun to surprise them but it all went away as the old houses and wild dogs started to come close. Your eyes widened slightly, gazing at people, your people, who was thinner than paper, gray like ash. Tears welled in your eyes at the sight, more of your fathers lies being uncovered. 

“It’s awful, isn't it?”Junmyeon spoke, his eyes cloudy, gone. A small nod was all you could muster. “There’s more, disgusting things yet necessary for these people..”

A girl two or three years older than Sunny ran across the dirt road, feet bare and face scared. You could hear a man scream terrible words, words which a girl should never hear. It was painful, eating you up with guilt. Your life had been so easy and painted in money while there were people who starved, who broke. How could the king let this happen? How could he ignore the need of his nation, just to hunt or dress in jewels. 

“This is why we took you, to show you what’s happening..”Minseok's voice burnt with passion, gaze locking with yours and giving you strength to fight.”In hope of making you realize and help your people..To be a better ruler than the king”

“A King who lives of nothing more than power and pain”Junmyeon fished, hatred in his words. 

“You could change it, you could change it all. Not only for these people but others whose suffering as well..” Sierra gazed at you with warmth she usually didn't have.”You can change your role as a queen…”

The boy turned his head so fast it hurt, eyes locking with none other than the princess. He had just thrown himself into the princess room. Jongdae gaped like a fish at her, hair messy due to all the running he had done, while she had beautiful curly hair, even when she seemed to just have woken up. Ruckus outside her door broke the spell both of you had been under, panic setting in Jongdae as he was sure this would be his end. Blankets landed on the floor, feet running while the boy tried to stuff himself out the window again. You grabbed his rather thin wrist, dragginging him and his bag to the closet. Jongdae was pushed into a mass of puffy dresses, getting a good look at the princess face. Her eyes shone in the darkness, lips smooth. You raced to close the windows, jumping into your bed the second a guard opened your door. 

“Princess!” Jongdae felt his throat dry up at the deep voice of a probably huge guy. Please don't come here, please don't come here. His mind kept repeating those words so hard he didn't hear the guard leave. A creak of wood gave him a heart attack.

The doors opened but to a girl and not a man. Jongdae's eyes widened, a breath leaving his lips when he realized he made it. He stepped out of the closet, the princess right before him. Something felt very intimate with the whole situation and it made Jongdae blush in the darkness. The way she looked at him was making him squirm slightly. 

“Sorry for the disturbance princess but I gotta go” Jongdae smiled awkwardly, secured his bag and opening the windows.

Soft winds blew in his bangs, the moon shining on his figure. You stared at him, at the boy with a cat like smile and wild hair. He sat on the frame, glancing back at your wide eyes, before dropping down to the closest extension of the castle. He disappeared from your sight and you ran to the window, leaning out just to see him right under you. 

“Wait! Who are you?” Jongdae gazed up at you, seeing your hair light in the moon, dangling around your soft face. He stood just watching you for a while, never really seen the princess before. 

“It doesn't matter” you frowned, seeing him smile one last time before he vanished down the wall, eaten by shadows. You searched for him, eyes scanning so long you could see from the window, just to never see him again.

You frowned again. You knew you should be scared of him or mad but just felt curiosity for the boy who tumbled into your room a moon lit night. 

-

“I can't believe that bastard got away! And with all the jewelry!” your father, the king, huffed out, too much food on his plate. He had been scolding guard the whole morning while  all you could think of was your last night rendez-vous.“I’m going to have his head!” 

Your mother rolled her eyes, sipping tea while you kept staring outside a window. She watched your expression. She knew something happened and that something had to do with a boy which stole form the kingdom itself. A smile graced her painted lips. 

“Love don’t be so extreme..I’m sure whomever it was had a good reason” your father’s eyes darkened but he said nothing. This was something unacceptable and he would find the one who did it, even if it took years. The king glanced at his daughter, seeing her eyes twinkle with something that weren't okay for someone with her reputation. 

“Oh I’m not extreme..Just wait love..No-one is going to be a threat to my family and county” his words made you look at him, seeing a reason deeper than some stolen jewelry. 

“But nothing happened. I’m fine, mother too” your voice were small, scared for the sight you saw in his eyes. 

“Maybe you think so but something isn't fine. Use your head and don't let a sad story make you weak”your mother looked angrily at the king, hearing what laid under his words. 

“Both me and my daughter is fine..Let it go love..”

-

Jongdae felt his whole body ache as light played over his closed eyes. He groaned slightly, stirring in his sleep. It felt weird as if he was moving, a slow rocking followed by sounds of..a carriage? His eyes instantly opened, regretting it a second later. Jongdae almost fell from the sudden nausea, his groaning becoming louder. What happened? It felt like he had fallen down a mountain. He sat still for a while, thinking about what the last thing he remembered was, until he recalled it. His eye darkened and he opened them, finding Minseok, Sierra, Baekhyun, who refused to look at Jongdae, and you, tied up and hidden under fabric. Anger bombed in him and he gritted his teeth, ready to punch Minseok the hardest he could. 

“I’ll goddamn ki-”Jongdae got up from sitting, his hands ready to grab Minseok, when he saw Sunny. Her eyes shone in the sun and Jongdae stilled. He couldn't do it when she was there. Sierra gave him a dark gaze as she held Sunny to her side. 

“God morning Jongdae..”Minseok spoke, his face blank but his mind knowing of Jongdae's burning hatred.”Slept well?”

He didn't answer, just sitting down again, glaring at Baekhyun, who wanted to disappear. Everything went wrong and he knew he never should have trusted Minseok, every storm he felt in himself was right. Jongdae fumed in the back of the carriage, his mind clouded with your eyes and what he’d done. 

“Why?” he mumbled from his place, making everyone tense. Sierra glanced back, distracting Sunny from Jongdae. Minseok hummed lowly, steering the horses. 

“Because she needs to be a ruler whom will not forget their people and she couldn't marry the boy..it would have destroyed everything…”

“Why didn't you tell me?”the venom in Jongdae’s voice made Minseok and Baekhyun flinch, while Sierra answered. 

“You wouldn't have done it”

-

Your heart was beating hard, fright filling every fiber of you. It happened so quickly, one second were you walking with Baekhyun, the next thrown over a man's shoulder, but you swore you saw the boy from nights ago, the dream which was real and breathing. What was he doing there?  What will they do? Are you going to die? You whimpered, body aching and sore, mind falling to pieces. 

“It’s okay...I’m sorry”you felt a hand stroke over your back, voice filled with pain and belonging to Baekhyun, at least that's what you guessed. You kept shaking, even with his soothing touch. “I’m so so sorry”

-

“Find them! Now! Bring back each and everyone's head!”the king roared, guards moving quickly to follow his orders. The queen stood silently beside him, crying for her daughter.

“You! I should have you thrown to the dogs!”Yoonji winched, her arms and legs bruised as punishment for losing you. 

“Love please!”your mother tried calming him down but his eyes could only see red and he could no longer look at her without disgust. 

“You whore! Shut your mouth!”he pushed her slightly, Yoonji reacting in a second to aide the queen, her body aching as she fought her way to your mother, standing before her and taking the kings slap. He growled but lowered his fist.”I’m sure you had something to do with this..So she wouldn't follow your steps..So she could find real love, like you traitor”

King Park and his son stood in disbelief, their every move being watched by soldiers. They had been accused by the king and Chanyeol’s father realized that old wounds had been ripped up. He watched your mother with passion, wanting nothing more than to hold her and get her away from the crazy man. She didn't deserve this, she was no whore, just human. Chanyeol didn't like were this was going, how your father acted. He would have married you, he would have taken care of you but he would still hurt for you, for how your eyes wanted nothing more than freedom. 

“Your majesty...I’m sorry for everything that is happening but you mustn't hurt the queen..”Chanyeol spoke with venom, not backing down from the kings stare. “She will be found and the ones which are guilty will be punished..”  

“But you need to let us go or else a war would break out, which is deeply unwanted”Chanyeol's father fished for him, challenging the king, who hissed at them. 

“Take them and the queen to there rooms, guard them. Throw her in the dungeon”he fell down on his throne, eyebrows pointing down in anger. 

You mother tried reasoning with him for Yoonji's sake but he just dismissed her, watching as the former guard was dragged away. The Parks was escorted away but Chanyeol's father stopped to glare at the king again. 

“You may have won years ago but not again”

-

Jongdae held you close, his heart beating fast as he carried you into the farm house. You were shaking so he tried to calm you, rocking slightly as he walked. He still felt anger for Minseok but had started to become exhausted, his body aching from the fall. 

“You’re pretty beaten up..”Minseok walked beside him but Jongdae only sped up, ignoring the older who sighed. He knew that Jongdae would be mad but maybe not like this, completely refusing Minseok's help even if he was limping. 

The oldest glanced at Baekhyun,who stared down, face pale. He didn't act like he usually did and it made Minseok worry. All the adrenaline which had filled him through the whole ordeal had die down and Minseok wanted nothing more than sleep. Sunny ran somewhere and Sierra followed her, her stone face back, only cracking for the child. 

“Minseok!” Junmeyon smiled from the doorway but it fell slightly at the bags under the older ones eyes. He glanced around, already knowing why one was holding a body in his arms.”I guess it has been rough?”

Junmeyons eye widen slightly at the only strangers death glare, how much hatred hid behind those brown eyes. Jongdae pushed past the man, ignoring him completely. He needed to get you somewhere else, where he could take away all the ropes, maybe talk to you. 

“It has and it won't get much better..”Minseok mumbled racing after Jongdae before he could do something. Junmyeon sighed, waving Baekhyun to him, simultaneously Sehun. The youngest moved no facial muscle but the stiffness in his body gave his nervousness away. 

“Jongdae...Leave her in there”Junmyeon said lowly, getting a hard look from the latter. The black haired man had realized who the stranger was, Minseok's letters being the reason.”We will tell her but first, we need to explain everything to you”

Jongdae grunted, not wanting to let you go from his arms and sight. He couldn't trust anyone in the house, not even Baekhyun. Sierra came with Sunny, the girl having droopy eyes. 

“If Sunny stays with her and no one comes close to the door…”looks exchanged through them all and Junmyeon nodded, thus making Jongdae leave you next to a sleeping  innocence. 

“I know you’re upset but hear us out”Minseok began, letting Jongdae look at them all. Two which he didn't know, Sierra in her stone and Baekhyun who looked like a ghost. 

“When I got your letter, about wanting help to steal from someone rich, I thought it was sign”Jongdae remember writing those words which lead to all this.”I knew you could get into the castle and find her room, the only thing missing from our plan”

“At first we didn't intended for you to be around when we took the princess”Junmyeon leaned forward, eyes shining dark as his obsidian hair.”But Sehun got a word of the supposed wedding and things started to move fast”

“We couldn't wait and needed someone who had been inside the castle, I didn't know enough to get us there myself..So we lied to you and I’m sorry for that”Minseok looked sincere and Sierra seemed to hold guilt as well. Baekhyun still refused to take his eyes away from the floor. 

“Why can't she marry?”a feeling like jealousy grew in Jongdae at his own words, you dancing with the other man playing in his mind. 

“Because she needs to realize she can do things on her own and that she doesn't have to listen to her father. If she married him, she would been caged”Junmyeon rose from his seat, walking to a window. The sun still shone but food was being begge for. 

“It doesn't mean you’re incompetent just because you marry someone”Sierra muttered from her corner, sending daggers the lord's way. Words which only Jongdae heard. 

“The rest of the plan is to show her the country she is supposed to rule and hopefully make her a better queen than the current king”silence lingered around the rather fancy room, leaving them all thinking. 

“You won't need me for that..”Jongdae could go home and he wouldn't have to feel guilt, you would never knew he was there. The only time he would have met you was the night moons ago.”I can go home..”

“You can..but do you want to?”

-

 “Why are you crying?”a sweet voice asked, a voice which shouldn't be there.”Are you hurt?”

“Y-yes..These ropes are too tight”why would a child be with you? A child which didn't sound afraid, rather calm.”C-could you m-maybe help me?”

“Okay!”you felt the pressure leave from all over you body, limbs still stiff but you could move them now, let the blood run through all you viens. Trembling hands grabbed the bag over your head, squinting at the brightness from a window.”Is it better now?”

The girl smiled, cheeks puffy. She didn't fit in what had happened to you, a kidnapping skem shouldn’t involve a child. Chubby child hands found yours and you realized she didn't know you, that you were a stranger. 

“Why were you like that?”you couldn't answer her, you didn't want to. It could frighten her, something you wanted to avoid. 

“What’s your name?”light hair stood around her face, shining in the bright light sippering through curtains. You sat on a comfy bed, the rest of the room decorated nicely but not like the castle. Where were you?

“Sunny! That’s what mommy calls me at least!What’s yours?”Sunny had big eyes of a child and you hoped they would look like it for her whole life, so she could always regard the world with colors. 

“It’s Y-”

“Uncle Minnie should have some too!” the girl laughed her words out as she reached for the named to get some of the cream she was eating. Minseok smiled like a proud father at her and Jongdae suddenly started to wonder about everyone's backstory and the different why’s which would lead him to the whole picture of the people beyond rules. 

Sierra came and took Sunny, mumbling something about nape time and planing. The sun felt warm against Jongdae’s skin, its rays shining down on his already kissed face. 

“There will be a bal in a couple of days..”the peace which had laid quietly around them broke and his reason made itself remedied.”It will be when we go”

Jongdae nodded, her eyes sparking behind his eyelids and he hope to god that nothing went wrong because as much as he owned Minseok, he own you too. 

-

Yoonji walked beside you like a good guard, her posture straight and eyes as empty as the rest of them. You were on your way to the throne room, your father being the reason. A new dress clothed you and your hair moved differently around you. The dread which you felt made every step harder than the last, you felt like you were walking to your doom. 

“Ah my good little daughter!”the doors swung opened with much force, his majesty sitting on his throne with a fox like grin.”I just wanted to tell you about the bal which prince Park will attend..”

You didn't listened more after that, already knowing what he said, what he wanted. Forcing this Park on your mind and heart. The king kept talking about how grand everything would be, how happy you would be. Yoonji stood to your right and you saw how she glanced at you once in a while. She was worried but what could she do? You may be the princess but he’s the king, he’s the one whom have the laws in his hands. 

“Okay, father”life weren't fair but you lived in luxury so who were you to complain?”I understand”

The garden had always been your favorite place, it felt like you were free between tall bushes and flowers but now? Now you didn't feel anything. The sun shone so beautifully over your head, stroking your cheeks, and yet you felt hollow. Your life started to slowly slip from your hands and it hurt so much you felt nothing. 

“Darling..”your mother's voice rang in your ears, reaching for you to come back.

“Yes, mother?”she frowned at the monotone in your voice, how you had dull eyes. 

“I need to tell you something which not many know…”she lowered her head, not looking like the queen you knew, she looked..regretful. You simply nodded, following her to the grand studie she spent most of her time in, away from the king. 

“I don't want you to think different of me..but you need to know before meeting prince Park”

You felt cold at her words, thoughts going wild at what she was about to say. It was ominous and the gloom which hung around your mother’s eyes made you scared. 

“Long ago when I was young, before I married your father...I was betrothed to him but I fell for someone else..”she glanced out one the windows, her eyes going back in time. She weren't there with you, she was dancing in youth and holding a hand which wasn't your fathers. 

“I fell in love with the king of Sunskies, prince Park’s father, and he fell for me too” she twirled around, laughing while a man you didn't know held her. She seemed happier than now, she had a glow which didn't exist anymore.”We planned to run away, to be in love forever..but everything took a turn for the worse..”

You swallowed. It was like the sky darkened outside the window, crying for your mother and her story. You didn't know any of this and things started to fall to their place as she spilled a secret which could harm the king.

“Your father found out..I remember them ripping him out from his bed and forcing him on his knees before the king...How your father looked like he could kill him with his own hands..”shivered spread over your back as your mother felt tears in her eyes. “He probably would have done it if Park wasn't a prince”

She turned to look at you, smiling softly but you could cry from the light which surrounded her. She looked tried and lost, she looked broken. 

“I’m sorry…”a single tear danced along the curve of your cheek, falling down with a glimmer. 

“Don't be darling..It weren't your fault and it’s all in the past but you needed to know this..It has controlled you more than you know..”

-

Sierra rolled her eyes as Baekhyun smiled nervously. He squirmed slightly where he was standing, being fitted in a suit. He didn't like the feeling of expensive fabric or the fact that he had to be around all the wealthy people. 

“It will be fine Baek..Just don't fuck anything up and follow the plan” Sierra remarked, fueling his panic, as she walked away. 

Jongdae himself didn't feel so good about this mission, having heard the plan and what he was expected to do. What if he met her and she recognized him? He would surely lose his head but Minseok had reassured him that there was a tiny chance he would even see her, which made him a little dull when he shouldn't be. 

“In just a few day everything will be over and you’ll be on your way home” Minseok smiled like a cat, his hands handing Jongdae his own suit. 

“I’m sorry miss..I have something to do”he notice something which a noble woman never would do, a tattoo peeked from under the ruffles of neck on her dress. Her eye didn't have the submissiveness of the women either. “I’ll need to get flowers, some Cornflowers”

A small nod left her and the woman turned to walk away, Jongdae on her tail. She walked with her head high, even men avoided to be in her way. Soon, he found himself in the side streets, people sounding faint. The woman turned a corner, her fingers threading through a wall covered by viens. Jongdae felt hair stand on his body when the plants and brick moved to create a gap.

“Come on” he knew he could trust these people, they were the ones who helped him with his first theft, but he couldn't help to feel on the defence as he walked after her.  

Where they came out where just like a little room, a door to the left, a door to the right. She immediately knocked on the left one, face tuning annoyed when it weren't answered in a span of the second. Jongdae could smell something smokey and the door opened, increasing the smell but adding lavender. The boy which stood in the door smiled sheepishly, his face remanding Jongdae of a dog.

“Hello Sierra”he looked a little cleaner than Jongdae but far from matching this Sierra.

“Move Baekhyun” Jongdae looked at the other boy, who also glanced at him with sparkling eyes. 

Sierra had disappeared into the house and left the two of them just stood there until Baekhyun moved from the doorstep, he too blending into the smoke. Jongdae felt shivers over his body as he stepped deeper into the home. It was dark around him but he could feel how close the wall were. The opening came after 10 steps and Jongdae felt his eyes tingle because of the increasing smoke. It was like the roof hung slightly, like it was trying to protect the. 

“Jongdae!” Minseok’s cheery voice reminded Jongdae about the first time he met the older male, how his hair had stood out being silver.  

Cat like eyes came through the herby smoke and Jongdae smiled the best he could, finally will he know why they wanted him again. He knew that he had debt to him because of what they had done for Jongdae, the money and happiness of his village weighing heavy on his mind. He expected to be met with white hair again but black locks feel in those eyes, shocking him.

“It’s nice to see you again, and I reckon you already met Sierra” the woman which came into view weren't the Sierra Jongdae had seen.

Her hair may be the same color but her clothing and eyes weren't anything like he had seen earlier. She was rougher, deadlier. Jongdae nodded at the girl, who looked to fight hard to not roll her eyes. 

“What ever. Get to the point” she disappeared through a door and when Jongdae glanced back at Minseok was there on glee in his face. A debt was to be collected.

-

“So you might be wondering why I have sent for you” Minseok started, Baekhyun sitting in a corner and Sierra standing behind the black haired male.”and I understand why”

The rustle of paper and glass made Jongdae look at Baekhyun, the boy bringing out sheet after sheet. Sierra played with a knife, uninterested. 

“I have made a decision to go into the castle again and get some of the jewelry from the princess. You are the only one who have been close to her..” he trailed of and Jongdae felt every stare in the room fall on him.”Where is her room?”

Dread filled him at the question because no-one in that room would care if anyone in the higher class was harmed. Jongdae didn't want her to get her, he had some sort of debt to her too. He gulped, shoulders slumping slightly. She hid him from the guard, she saved him.

“Why?”

“Like I said, we want some of her pricey jewelry and we can't just waltz in blindly..”Minseok answered with a low tone, tension grew as the other tree realized that Jongdae weren't really willing to help. Sierra moved fast, her speed scaring Jongdae. She pointed a knife at his back, it laying sharp against him.” Sierra please! We don't need to get violent”

Minseok glared at the woman, his hand falling close to a revolver. Baekhyun looked nervous from his corner, his eyes moving between everyone in the room. 

“I-if I help you..will you promise me you won't hurt her” Jongdae felt the point leave him but Sierra didn't move. 

“Yes of course...We don't want to hurt the princess” Minseok grinned like a cat and Jongdae should have listened to the feeling of a storm coming. 

-

“Jongdae!” Baekhyun smiled, gasping for air as he catched up to him. His grey hair moving everywhere. “Did you really see the princess?”

“Yes..” he smiled to the sparkling boy, smoke filling his lungs but he knew that the door out was just a step more.”She was really nice..”Baekhyun hummed at his answer, lips dragging into a line. 

“She never leaves the castle, I think she is locked up in there..” this was news to Jongdae, he had never cared for the royal before so everything surrounding them had made him frown.”They say it’s because she looks like a goddess”

Jongdae knew where Baekhyun wanted him, what he hoped he would say but he was lost in his own thoughts, wondering why she would be locked inside the walls. She didn't seem like someone who could be crushed by the wind, she seemed strong. Jongdae saw the stars over his head as the day had turned to night and he saw your eyes among them. 

“Is she as pretty as they say?” 

“Prettier”

-

You smiled as wide as you could in a situation like this. Your father was reading a list of names, suitor after suitor. They were all noble or higher ups, they were all people you didn't love. The king suddenly grinned at the paper, your mother tensing slightly at his venom filled words. 

“How about we let he marry the the king of Sunskies? You remember him right?” you could see how your father's eyes turned black and how the queen smiled with a fog of tears over her face. 

“Of course love..I remember him. Who is his son?” tension replaced the air and it became hard to breathe for you. Pain and rivalry exchange handshakes. 

“Oh I think prince Park would be a great husband for our lovely good daughter” your father didn't even look at you, never even asking for your opinion. He just wanted your hand and increased power. 

“May I leave for a while outside?” you stood up from the beautiful red armchair, silky blue fabric falling in waves around your hips. Hair heavy from curls and the volym. 

“Of course darling, have fun” you were out the door before your mother's words ended, tears falling from dying eyes. How could he be like that? How could your own father just throw your life away?

Pushing past guards and doors, until you fell to your knees outside among roses and thorns. You tried to stop the tears but they just wouldn't listen, neither would your aching heart. You wanted to find your own love, the one for your life but that would never happen. You couldn't even leave the castle. You were locked up inside a lavish hell, where everything dripped in gold, where you dripped in the fluid sun. 

“Princess!” a voice higher than any guards inside of your home called for you. Boots and colors of your royal family stopped before you. 

“Will I ever find love, Yoonji?” your personal guard, a girl barely a year older than you, smiled down to your broken words. She looked proud in her stands, she was the only one like herself in your country. 

“I’m sure princess. Love is for anyone and everyone, no matter gender or life” you gazed at her with wide eyes because how could she believe that when all she ever heard was love was not real.

“But not for me. My life isn't mine, it’s his” Yoonji sat down beside you, her gloved fingers playing with grass which stood tall into autumn. 

“It’s not..Like my life isn’t my old man's life, it’s mine” she pulled at the green strands, ripping them away.”You princess is nicer than anyone I have ever met, so love are your award”

Yoonji took of her helmet, hair brighter than the moon blowing in the wind. She truly wasn't like anyone you had ever met, if it was her personality or her love, probably both. She was beautiful and she was by your side because she was a girl and not a boy, she wouldn't steal your heart but she sure set it free. 

“Will you ever marry?”she smiled sadly, thoughts going back to a girl you only knew the name of. She who had been taken away because of sin in others eyes, love in yours and Yoonji's. 

“It’s okay...Mother everything is fine”Yoonji stood by your mother, her armor no longer acting as it. She too wore something blue and an expression of dullness. 

“You’re a strong good girl, you’re my strong good girl.”your mother kissed your head, her fingers tracing slowly over your bare shoulder.”You’ll get through this on top”

-

Jongdae pushed his glasses higher on his face, nerves making him see suspicious people everywhere. He walked with Minseok, there clothing fancy but not royal. The night hung over his head, a mist crawling in over the city. It was raw and unwelcoming like the feeling of a storm, a feeling Jongdae had felt since the first time he laid eyes on Minseok's second letter. 

“I’m sure everything will go smoothly..Don't worry”the older smiled but Jongdae didn't trust it, everything was wrong and his own greed made him go along with it. He wanted to see her again and this was his only chance but to which prize?

“Good evening”Baekhyun moved nervously on Jongdae's side, Minseok giving their invention to the guard while he had that authority smile on his lips. 

Sierra wore a yellow gown, her skin shining against the fabric but under it all were knives and pants for an easier escape. The group made their way through the gold clad corridors, surrounded by people of class. Jongdae didn't fit in even with his suit, the way he moved wasn't graceful enough, not like Sierra or Minseok. 

“You all know the plan right?” Minseok smiled politely while he spoke in a hush tone, his sharp eyes piercing through the two boys. Baekhyun nodded but he felt like throwing up, if something went wrong, it would probably be his fault but Jongdae smiled at him. Warmth spread through Baekhyun, calming him slightly, but guilt came with it. 

“Yes..”

“Let’s go then..”

-

You had dreaded this moment for a long time, standing behind the arched doors which led to the grand hall, where everyone would be. You could already feel every gaze, every mumble of words. The king was speaking on the other side, his voice smug and superior. It was like you were a possession to him not his daughter. 

“And I give you the next heir to the throne, Princess Y/n!” applause erupted through the mass as the doors opened for you to walk through. You smiled at them, not seeing faces but blank spaces were eyes should be. The all glimmered in glitz, they all seemed so far away. 

You descended down the stairs, hand in your fathers, who grinned wide. You knew what would come after this, a dance with the king and then a dance with Park. Music tuned up through the large room, its mellow song aching in your heart. Your father didn't really look at you, he seemed to send glances to the side more than a few times. Violins made you float around the room until the rugged hand of the king changed for a smooth strong one. Black hair styled backwards made his ears stand out, eyes warm and shining in his smile. He was beautiful. 

“Good evening princess. It’s nice to finally meet you..”prince Park held you like a feather, his jaw sharp as he grinned like a boy.

“You too prince..”you felt out of breath as he danced along with you, his face seeming unreal. It was so easy to move with him, a grace which made everything into a dance of swans. Maybe you could love him, with his gentleness and charming smile but still, you saw a cat grin and sides of lips curled up. You saw that boy even when you gazed at Park. The music slowed down to a stop, Park bowing to you as you did the same, lifting your skirt lightly. Everyone around you joined in the next dance, taking their attention and eyes of you. Prince Park smiled again, his hand stretching for you to take. 

“May I have this dance?”you chuckled at him, feeling happy for the first time since you had been told about the bal. 

“Yes” he swept your over the floor, eyes lingering on you with so much softness. 

“My name is Chanyeol....And I guess I’m almost bethorded to you?” he tilted his head, laughing out as your cheeks burnt red. 

“My name is Y/n and I guess it’s true..”you felt heavy saying those words but hid it under a smile, letting Chanyeol run his thumb over your back hand. He saw in your eyes how you covered hurt with gentleness. 

- 

Jongade clenched his hand, watching as you and Chanyeol moved across the floor. You two looked like a fairytale couple and he was the poor boy who had nothing but a dream. He shouldn't feel like this, he knows it will only hurt in the end, so he turned from the scene, disappearing to the shadows. 

Baekhyun’s mouth hung open as he watched you dance. He didn't believe all the rumors about your looks but now did he realize they gave you no justice. You had this aura around you, something gentil, something strong, and Baekhyun felt regret form in the pit of his stomach.

“You can do this Baek..It isn't hard” Sierra dragged him out on the floor as everyone join into the twirling. She guided him along the floor, trying to find the perfect moment for him to take the princess in a whirl.”Do as you were told and everything will be fine..”

“I can't..” he mumbled, hand releasing from  her stone grip.

“You can and you will do it. You own it to Minseok” Baekhyun lowered his gaze, defeat shining in his eyes. Sierra didn't fall for it, only pushing the boy towards you. Baekhyun caught your hand, spinning you away with him, away from Chanyeol. You looked surprised but still had a nice smile on your lips as you let him lead you through the dance. 

“I haven't seen you before..” you smiled wider as the boy stumbled through the stepps, looking like a puppy. Baekhyun blushed when he almost fell over his own feet. “It’s nice to meet you”

“Y-you too” he had trouble looking at you, guilt and embarrassment eating him. You were so soft and he had to get you to follow him..but how?

Jongdae slipped around a corner, almost dropping dead as Minseok tapped on his shoulder. His blood turned to ice as he nodded at the older male, leading him to your room and the prize. They moved swiftly, looking like they belonged in the corridors, away from the celebrations. 

“Are we close?”Minseok whispered, his eyes shining like a cat and Jongdae could only mumble a yes as he fought an inner war, if he should do this or run for his life.”Good..”

Jongdae ran across the castle, heart pounding and threatening to stop any second. His life flashed before his eyes. Every smile, every tear burnt in him. He could feel and end coming, it made his mind numb. Minseok kept running by his side, glancing down at the wrist watch he wore, counting time. Everything had to go according to plan or else four heads would be lost. 

-

You smiled at the flustered boy, his hands almost holding your. He seemed scared, never looking you in the eyes, even when you tried to get him to. 

“What’s your name?”he tripped, falling so he was a second away from crashing into you. Something which earned him irritated looks and words of disgust. You disliked it, the way they watched him, how the boy hung his head lower. You grabbed a hold of his hand harder, dancing with him like no tomorrow. 

“It’s okay..Don't mind them, there are just jealous of you”you smiled wide at the boy when his head snapped up at you, eyes large and cheeks pink.”They have no humor and I would chose to spend a day with you over them any time”His lips twitched slightly, almost smiling, and it made you happy, warm in your heart. 

“Baekhyun..”the boy mumbled, his eyes shining as you watched him with confusion. His movements had become more confident, head held high.”My name..It’s Baekhyun”

“Oh..It’s a pleasure to meet you Baekhyun..I’m Y/n”

-

“Take her!” Minseok screamed and Sierra moved like lightning as Jongdae just stared at your wide eyes. Everything happened so fast, your body falling into Sierras grasp, Baekhyun lowering his gaze and Minseok helping to get you out the window, his pocket not filled by jewelry like Jongdae thought they would be. 

“Baekhyun! What happened?!”he managed to get a gripp of the boy, the other two already gone but with you. “What did you do?!”

“I’m sorry Jongdae...I really am”and the boy too jumped out the window, leaving Jongdae with realization and guilt. 

Screams echoed through the castle, roars from guards to act and Jongdae threw himself out the window just as your door was flung open. It was all planned, Minseok never wanted the jewels, he wanted you. Jongdae lost grip, falling down until he hit a part of the castle which stuck out. He groaned but couldn't stay still, the sound of arrows being fired and burying their head in the stone mere inches from him forcing him to move. Everything hurt but he had to climb down or he would be killed. Jongdae bit his lip, anger bloomed in him but he felt how tears poked at his eyes, the guilt eating him. Another slip  and Jongdae fell the last steps to the ground, his body aching. Arms grabbed him and he was about to fight when he heard Baekhyun whisper in distress, the named practically dragging Jongdae from the side and into the shadows where a carriage waited. Everything spinned and Jongade realized that he hit his head falling down. Baekhyun pushed him up and the horses ran the minute both boys landed on the wood. Jongdae managed to catch a glimpse of you, fury growing in his weaking body. 

“You promised…”he hissed at Minseok, who merely glanced back from the front.

“I know…”