Things are kinda weird in my life right now and... I'm just going to write a bit of fiction to get away from it. It's probably cheesey and derpy but whatever.
My bare feet pound the thin wooden floors. I'm probably violating many rules and the queen is probably already telling her maid to send someone to stop all the noise I'm making but I don't care. I run outside into the garden. The palace is making me feel suffocated and the walls are so thin between rooms that I can't cry there. I dash through the cherry blossoms and run up towards the wooded dirt path. I can't hold my tears in any longer and a sob escaped my throat. I turn a corner am am about to collapse onto my favorite stone bench, but I stop short. My husband sits there with a confused look on his face. Why is he here, of all times? I start to leave but he says something in Korean and I turn around.
Please not now.
Yet again I have no idea what he's saying I start to try to make an excuse in Korean, but I can't think of the words and I start crying again. I cover my face in shame. He gets up from the bench and walks over. He grabs my hands away from my face and pulls me forward towards the bench. I sit down while tears pour down my face. I just want to be alone. He sits down next to me, and lets go of my hands. I'm trying to pull myself together when he puts something over my head. I look down to see a wooden necklace hanging from my head.
"It's okay" he says with a heavy accent.
I look up in shock. He doesn't face me, but looks down at the ground. His face has a rose colored blush. These are the first English words I've heard come out of the prince's mouth.
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