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truelovevoltage · 4 years ago

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SITS: Amnesia

“Anonymous said: can you do scandal in the spotlight where mc leaves the guys and raise their child by herself and guy found out after some years ?”

“Anonymous said: I hope this isn't too complicated, but... Could I have a 5 years later story where the SITS guys (Kyo, Iori, Nagi, and Taka) was able to find MC again with their child (you can choose the gender and name) after a tragic accident causes them to be separated while she was pregnant? But the accident causes MC to forget about their relationship, and she is shocked and refuses to believe that a FAMOUS POP STAR is the father of her child (whom she does not even remember/know herself). Thank you! :D”

A/N: Trigger warning. This headcanon may have contents that are uncomfortable or find disturbing for some readers.

Prologue

The tension around between you and your significant other was unbearable. You didn’t know how it ended up like this but the two of you seemed me be screaming at each other at the top of your lungs. The other band members were starting to get worried about the two of you.

“I don’t understand why you’re being unreasonable right now Y/N. Take a chill pill or something.” He said and glared at you.

This made your blood boil once again. He just didn’t understand what you were going through heck you didn’t even know why this was happening to you right now. You’re normally the one that calms down the situation but for some reason, you didn’t want to lose this fight. “Yeah, it looks like you really don’t know what’s happening here since you’re so clueless.” You rolled your eyes. “You know what. I’m done. I’m done with this bull... It’s not even worth it.” You turned your back away from him but then you felt a little nauseous. You felt like your vision started spinning and used the wall as a support to maintain your balance.

He took notice of this too and started to get worried about your well being. You tried to stop using the wall as a support and walk on your own but no avail. It was too much, you felt dizzy and collapsed on the floor. “Y/N!” He screamed your name. This worried your significant other and rushed to your side the moment you collapsed. Although the two of you were fighting just a few minutes ago this didn’t mean that he didn’t care about you.

You were rushed to the hospital, he started to think of scenarios in his head. He knew that you were a hard worker and that you will stop at nothing until you’re satisfied with your job. He was afraid that he pushed you to your limits again and he blamed himself for it.

You woke up in an unfamiliar room, you sighed to yourself because you knew that you were in the hospital. “Good, you’re awake. I can explain what happened to the both of you without talking to you separately.” Said the Doctor. “Miss L/N you should take care of yourself now that you’re carrying for another body in you.” The Doctor smiled. You and your significant others’ eyes widened in shock. “The reason why you fainted awhile ago was due to stress. During your pregnancy, you should avoid any stress or it may harm your unborn child. Stress, not eating and not getting enough sleep can affect the hold of your baby to you and if any of those arise, you may get a miscarriage.” Your significant other held your hand. “Now I’m not trying to scare you or anything but those are the things that can happen if you don’t take care of yourself properly. You can be discharged tomorrow and we’ll have to schedule your monthly check-ups.”

Once the Doctor left your significant other felt guilty. He was happy that you were carrying his child but it broke his heart when the Doctor mentioned your stress and how it can affect your child. He promised himself that he will do everything in his power to avoid those things. He will protect and take care of you and his child. He lunged towards you and kissed you on the lips. “I’m sorry about my behaviour awhile ago Y/N. I didn’t mean to yell at you either.” He looked down as he rubbed his thumb on the back of your hand.

You lifted his chin up, “I’m sorry as well. I didn’t mean to yell at you or anything... It just happened.”

The two of you made up quickly and he happily announced to the rest of the band the great news that the two of you just received. Everyone was happy for the two of you and they made sure you were in top shape. The band members would take care of you when your significant other can’t be there for you and he was thankful to have understanding band mates.

The first three months were the worst, the members of Revance have witness your wrath when you’re mad and made sure never to get in your nerves if they want to keep the band together. Taking care of you wasn’t that hard, it was just your mood swings. The members sometimes don’t know what to do when you have your mood swings, sometimes they think its better for you to stay home but they’d think of possible scenarios that could happen when you’re alone. You were thankful to have them by your side and didn’t know what you’ll do without them.

Before you know it seven months have passed, your belly got bigger and it’s been really hard walking around. However you still needed to do light exercise such as walking or else it’ll be difficult to move around later. It took a lot of convincing and even power point presentation to your significant other why it’s okay for you to be left alone, well not really, you were going to have your best friend keep you company and check up on you. “I swear Y/N if you want me to be your Nanny, I will gladly do it.” There were stars in her eyes. “Don’t be silly Rina, I’m not going to hire you as a Nanny. You’re my best friend, you’ll be the Godmother of our child.”

Whenever they have a shoot they would tell you to stay in the hotel close by because at least then your significant other is close by. This time they had a shoot in Okinawa, which was nice because it’s very peaceful and you could relax. You could probably even sleep all day. Since it was such a nice day Rina invited you out and she even got permission from your significant other to go out.

He’s just too overprotective, he doesn’t want anything to happen to you since you’re two months away from your due date. “I expect a text every hour Rina.”

“Yes, Sir.” She saluted. “Take care, I’ll see you in a bit and enjoy yourself too.” He kissed you goodbye and headed off to the shoot. However he couldn’t get this uncomfortable he was feeling, he hoped that nothing bad happens.

The two of you didn’t do much other than sight see because this was Rina’s first time in Okinawa anyways. She wanted to see all the tourist spots but nothing too much because she knows your situation. Sailing or whale watching was out of the option as well therefore the two of you visited Shuri Castle, try local food and go to the village for today.

Rina kept her promise to your significant other and report your move and where the two of you have gone at least there was a van that you were able to use to go around from places or else that would’ve been a pain walking and looking for some sort of transportation around.

“That was a much needed stretch and having some girl time right Y/N?” Your best friend smiled at you and made way back towards the hotel. The two of you happily talked when suddenly the van started to increase the speed. “Excuse me Sir? Can we slow down a bit?” You told the driver and he listened. He kept putting his foot on the breaks but nothing happened, someone has tampered the brakes. “Sorry Ma’am I don’t know what happened but it’s not working.” He was now in a panic.

Rina was also panicking and texting your significant other, calling would’ve been easier but she didn’t want to interrupt the shoot. You also tried to call him but you decided to call Mister Sasayama instead. “Y/N?” He answered the phone.

“Mister Sasayama! I apologize with the sudden call but we have an emergency. The van that we’re on right now, the brakes is not functioning and we’re just going too fast in the highway.” There was a slight panic in your voice. Before he could even answer you, your significant other already snatched the phone from him. He was telling you that everything was going to be okay, you could even hear the crack on his voice. He was scared, scared of losing you. It already happened just before you found out you were pregnant but he couldn’t bare it if you leave him.

Far ahead you saw a sharp turn and it only leads to the Ocean. Maybe it would’ve been better if the driver just hit a tree or something. The driver though about it at first but considering your situation, he can’t do that. You told your significant other what you’re seeing right now. With a shaky breath you told him you love him. “No Y/N! I know you’re worried about the safety of our child but this will be hard. We can always try for another, but please I need you. You can’t leave me.”

You gripped the phone. You couldn’t believe that he would want to do such a thing. This is your child and no matter what happens you’re going to protect the two of you no matter what. I just hurts to hear him say it. “I can’t believe you right now. You’re basically telling me that I should just abandon my child to stay alive because we can always have another baby. But what if I can’t conceive a child after this huh?” You were now sobbing. You knew that he wanted what’s best for the two of you but you knew that only one will stay alive. “I’m saving the child no matter what, even if means I die.”

Your significant other couldn’t even say anything. He was now realizing what he just said. How can he say such ridiculous things to his unborn child? Before he could even apologize he heard you say goodbye and he heard the car crashing to the railings followed by a huge bang. He could only cry harder hearing those and rushed his way out. Mister Sasayama somewhat knows the situation and tried to excuse themselves.

The rest of the band members have been informed of the situation. They also wanted to go to the scene but your significant other told them to stay and finish the shoot first and then they can come afterwards. They wanted to protest against it but they knew that they didn’t want to trouble the rest of the staff any further and agreed to follow him afterwards.

The drive there was long and he hated it. He hated how he couldn’t do anything, he’s just hoping that you and the baby were alright. He won’t be able to take it if he loses the both of you in a blink of an eye. He was in a crouching position as they drove towards the area, lucky for him you had your location on and he was now getting near.

However there was a commotion at the scene and the police was not letting anyone in but he didn’t care. He wanted to see you and you baby. He just want to make sure you’re okay. He pushed through the crowd and he didn’t care if people noticed him. The policed stopped him, “Let me go! My wife could be there!” He tried to shake the grip on him.

In just a few meters away he saw someone being carried inside the Ambulance. “Rina!” He ran towards her he could see that she suffered some burns on her left arm and leg. “Are you okay? How are you feeling? How’s Y/N? Where is she?”

Rina could only stay quiet and she sobbed. In moments the detective came and asked Rina what happened but the paramedics advised them to ask her once she in the hospital and got some rest. “Excuse me Detective but I’ve only seen one out of three of the people from the accident. I haven’t seen my wife yet, is she already in the hospital?” He was desperate to know what happened.

“I’m afraid that we only saw two bodies. One was male assuming that he’s the driver and in critical condition. He’s badly burned and the other, well just you just saw her get into the ambulance. And since we now know there’s a third person we’ll do our best to look for your wife.”

“Please do so. You need to find her fast, my wife... she’s seven months pregnant. You need to find them as soon as possible, please. I beg of you.” He sobbed once more. The Detective felt bad for your husband, he didn’t have the heart to tell him that they saw trails of blood a few metres away from the land. There were also a lot of blood on the rocks but they weren’t sure if they were yours or Rina’s.

Your husband wanted to help but the Detective stated that he’s not in the right condition for it and it would make things worst and harder. He showed them a picture of you and your outfit today. Thank goodness he took a photo of you and Rina before heading off. “Thank you Sir, this is a very important photo and will help with our search. But if worst comes to worst, you should prepare yourself incase.” He wanted to punch him for saying those things but all he could think of is your safety. The less he talks to them, the faster their search is.

Many hours have passed and there was still no sign of you. Where could you have drifted off too? You couldn’t have gone too far considering your state. The sun was now setting and the Detectives called off the search for now and passed it along the rescue team that’s searching the sea. They could only do so much during this time because soon, they will lose the light that’s guiding them.

Your significant other didn’t even sleep or eat. He wanted to be there once they’ve found you, he wanted to be the first one to hug you. However their search for you failed. They didn’t find your body anywhere, they did find a piece of fabric from your outfit. Even with that small object gave him hope that you’re still out there. He’s worried about the baby and if they’re hurt badly.

More than a day have passed since the accident and they still haven’t found traces of your body. The detectives were able to talk to Rina after she got plenty of rest and it didn’t seem to add up at all. Who would want you gone? “Sir, do you have any idea who could do this to your wife? Any jealous friends or family, maybe even fans?”

Your husband was surprised to hear this. You were a very lovable person even when his fans first found out about the two of you, they were upset but they learned to love you. It wasn’t that hard not to love you when you’re the one that makes their idol happy. “No Detective, not that I know of. Why?”

“We were trying to find connections because the van that was rented was in perfect condition and based on Miss Rina they were able to go to places without any problems with the brakes. It was only when they were going home that it stopped working. We came into a conclusion that someone was following them and tampered the brakes on their way home.”

This made him angry. Who would do such a thing and hurt his family and innocent people? Whoever it is, they’ll pay.

Everyone else was losing hope and he hates to say it but he’s slowing losing that fire in him as well. On the third day they found a body and brought it for investigation immediately. It was hard to believe but it matched yours. This broke his heart a hundred time over and over. He kept denying that this isn’t real and that you were still alive and somewhere out there.

The forensic team mentioned that it was a brutal death and whoever did this to you was not human. They saved the gory details and told your husband that you were indeed gone and that the finger prints matched the ones on the cellphone that you used to call him.

He fell into his knees and cried, this is unreal. “One more thing, although its hard to tell because of the marks left by the fire there a high possibility that your child is still out there. That is if someone hasn’t taken them considering that they’ll be premature.”

This was it, the last hope he has. He was very well aware that there is a low possibility for your child to be alive. Not a lot of babies would survive out there without the pulse oximeter and the incubator. Right now, he hopes that you’d give him strength and guidance to find your missing child, wherever they are.

~ 5 Years Later ~

Five years and there was still no sign of your child he started to lose hope. Everyone has been telling him to start taking care of himself and he need to learn to let things go. Even after the entire world hearing about your death, it broke their hearts.

They felt the pain that your husband was going through because as his fans, it broke them to see him like this. He lost weight, his eyes don’t shine anymore and he’s only breathing and living at this point. Some say he’s like a zombie ever since you left.

“Come on man, you need time to yourself. Why don’t we take a small break in Guam?” One of his band members suggested and as much as he wanted to say no, he thought it’ll give him peace to finally move on. His band mates weren’t really expecting hi to agree and they hand plan B ready in action.

“I guess it won’t hurt.” He sighed.

The flight to Guam didn’t take that long, the reason why he hated being near water is because it reminded him of the incident five years ago.

The people in Guam were more focused on how to make the their small island become more likeable and be able to bring tourist to see their small but beautiful island.

He was able to walk around town without getting bombarded by fans. As he was looking around he saw someone who’s been running through his mind even after all these years. He pinched himself to make sure that he wasn’t dreaming, and he was indeed awake. “Y/N?” He whispered.

Nagito Aoshima (Son Taiyo)

His pace got faster as his feet brought him towards you. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing right now, he knew you were dead but you were right in front of him. “Y/N!” He yelled, you didn’t turn around though because you didn’t recognize the voice.

“Taiyo which one would you like? Don’t be shy let Mommy know okay?” You kissed your son and watching him pick out a souvenir for his Uncle.

Nagito was in shock as he saw you with a child, and not just any child, your child with him. He was overwhelmed with joy and ran towards you and gave you a back hug. This gave you a surprised that a stranger was just hugging you from behind but you could tell that he must’ve mistaken you for his wife. “Let go of my Mommy!” Your five year old exclaimed as he lightly punched the man.

“I’m sorry Sir but could you let go of me? I don’t know you and you must’ve mistaken me for your wife. However, you do seem familiar to me.” You politely said as you tried to loosen his grip on you.

Nagito knew that he did not mistaken you for someone else, he could never forget your face and he can easily spot you in a crowd. “Y/N it’s me! Nagi! I’m your husband.” He held your hand but just like the hug, you tried to loosen his grip. “I remember where you’re from now! You’re from that band Revance right? I’m sorry but that’s kind of hard to believe that you’re my husband.” You picked up your son and excused yourself. “I’m sorry Sir but we must be going soon.”

He stood there in shock. That did not just happen. What happened to you?

Iori Enjo (Son Rui)

While he was looking at you he didn’t notice the young boy standing in front of him and staring at him. Iori felt like time stopped when you made your way towards him. “Rui stop staring. That’s rude.” You pulled away you son to give Iori some space. “I’m sorry about my son’s behaviour.” You apologized and before you could even tell your son to apologize. “Mommy is he my Daddy?” Rui asked.

“No baby he isn’t. I’m really sorry about this sir but we’re in a rush.” You excused yourself.

Iori tried to process what just happened, what did you mean that he wasn’t his. It was bright as day that Rui is basically a carbon copy of Iori, miniature version. Although you didn’t admit it, you knew that he was the father of your child but there’s just no way.

How could he be the Father, why would he show up now? Where was he when you needed him? This confused you even more and just wanted to get out of there to clear your head.

Iori wanted to punch himself for not being able to speak of move when you approach him. It was as if he was trapped under a spell and couldn’t move or talk. Even if he did say something, what would he even say. He had a lot of things to ask you but he didn’t know where to start but now you were gone once again.

Despite that, now he has lead and know where to start. He has found you this time and will find out everything and how come you didn’t reach out to them for the past five years.

Takashi Ninagawa (Daughter Shion)

He knew that you weren’t gone. He didn’t believe them when they said that you’ve died. Yes he was in denial that time and when he was about to lose hope, there was a string pulling him and telling him not to. Now he’s finally seeing you again after five years. But he saw that you looked frantic and came up to people to ask them a question.

Takashi wanted to walk towards you and embrace you but he heard a little girl cry. He didn’t know what but it made him sad, he couldn’t quite grasp how that affected him, he wanted to go to you but there was something pulling him to follow the cries instead.

He walked further down and saw a little girl crouching down and approached her. “Are you lost?” He asked the little girl.

The little girl looked up and met his dark brown eyes, just by the look of her, he knows that she’s his daughter. He was happy that he decided to follow the cries instead of looking for you because in the end, he found a way to look for you as well. “I lost mommy at the market.” She pouted.

Takashi offered to help the little girl, he didn’t her to feel like his a creep at all so he kept his distance. Your daughter however held his hand, once he felt this his grip tightened slightly. However that only lasted for a few minutes. The moment that your daughter spotted you he let go of his hand and ran towards you. “Mommy!” She cried.

Takashi’s hands felt cold but his surrounding felt warmer as he finally found the most important people in his life. “Thank you Sir for finding my daughter. I don’t know how I’ll ever repay you for this.”

Takashi was stunned. Sir? Did you not recognize him? Do you not know him? He had a theory that you might’ve lost your memory and took this chance to ask you and suggested something. “How about having lunch? I’m not familiar with the place and I would love some good food to eat about now.”

This is probably the first time in five years that he’ll have a proper meal. He knows that he’ll eat a lot knowing that you’re here with him now. He’ll make sure to find out how you lost your memories and will do everything to make new memories with you.

Kyohei Rikudoh (Son Kanato)

“Mommy hurry up!” Kanato ran away from you and wanted to go to the ice cream shop that you promised him. “Baby wait!” You tried to move around the crowd.

Your son wasn’t watching where he was going and he bumped into Kyohei, not knowing that he was his biological Father. When Kyohei felt the small impact on his leg, he looked down at the little boy and he could immediately tell that this child is his. He’s been searching him for the longest time and now he’s finally found him.

“I told you to be careful Kanato.” You pulled your son away from him. “I apologize my son wasn’t looking and accidentally bumped into you.” You bowed your head in apology. “I’m sorry.” Your son apologized as he copied your action.

He stood there in shock and couldn’t even say anything. He was overwhelmed. He felt like he was dreaming but he already knew that he wasn’t and the mark on his arm is the evidence of that.

He felt a bit disappointed that you didn’t even recognize him anymore, was this what the guys meant that he should’ve taken care of himself because he was not recognizable anymore? He knew that he needed to start looking like himself again but he knew that there was another reason why you didn’t recognize him. Kyohei was going to get to the bottom of this and take you back.

“Oh that’s okay. It seems like he was in a rush, how about I treat this little with some ice cream.” Kanato’s eyes lit up because that was the place that he wanted to go in the first place. “That’s okay, we wouldn’t want to bother you.”

“I insist, take it as me accepting the small apology for him bumping into me.”

That honestly did not make sense but somehow you knew that he wasn’t going to let this go and agreed. At least it was in a crowded place and nothing will happen to you but you felt safe when he’s around. You smiled and nodded as him as you agreed to his small suggestion.

During this time he messaged the guys and Mister Sasayama to investigate you and your son and what have you been up to for the past five years. And once he gets the information he will do anything to take you back.

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ardentlyjae · 7 years ago

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Glass - 1

Pairing: Namjoon/Reader (Feat. Jinyoung of GOT7)

Genre: Angst, Cinderella!AU, Instructor!Namjoon

Rating: M

Word Count: 7,865

Summary:

Life in the castle was different from what you had expected it to be and you haven’t seen Prince Jinyoung since the day you were brought to the castle. Though you were no longer cooking breakfast and doing chores at your stepmother’s bidding, the castle comes with its own set of rules and schedules that you have a hard time adjusting to. It seems that everyone in the castle looks upon you with disdain and you wonder whether you’ll be able to find a friend within in its walls as you wait for any chance to spend some time with Prince Jinyoung.

Author’s Note: I wanted to have this out in time for Namjoon’s birthday but obviously that didn’t work out. However, I’m still really looking forward to this fic! This first part is when Namjoon finally comes in and life in the castle will actually begin.

Prologue

The first thing you heard in the morning was the sound of curtains being thrown open rather harshly. The sunlight immediately filled the room in a blinding white light at a time much too early for a normal human being to be up. You groaned loudly, sitting up and rubbing your eyes slowly as someone began lecturing you on the proper time and etiquette to wake up. Even the way that you slept was now being policed and you hated it. Your stepmother’s lectures were simply annoying and you definitely did not want to listen to them before you were even capable of even the most minimal social interaction.

Yawning softly, you opened your eyes and were immediately reminded of the events of the past few days. When you looked around the room, that was when you realized that you were not, in fact, in the attic of Evangeline’s house but rather in a much larger, much more luxurious room with painted blue walls and gold ornate detailing. On the ceiling was a large, beautiful, gold chandelier that was in the process of being lit by one of the servants. On the other side of the room, just opposite of your bed was a grand fireplace giving out a few small flickers as the fire that had kept you warm at night died out. The room was much more luxurious than anything that you had ever experienced and for a second you forgot that the room was yours and that now everything that you had in your possession was stored in the elaborate furniture scattered about the walls.

Coming back down to earth, you remembered the lecture you were currently receiving and turned to look at Madame Sun who was the source of your morning disturbance. She was a thin woman with many years working for the royal family, having raised the prince from the day he was born and still continuing to make sure he kept up with his duties. Madame Sun was also the woman that had been placed in charge of you, tasked with “turning you into a real princess” as the King had put it when you met him the first day in the castle.

Madame Sun was glaring at you with a hand on her hip as she looked at you disapprovingly. It was clear to you that she didn’t like you very much though you weren’t completely sure on why that was the case. She had not treated you nicely since the day you had been introduced and you were completely baffled by how kindly she doted on Prince Jinyoung. The contrast between her treatment of the two of you left a bitter taste in your mouth, one that was sure not to go away as long as she was in charge of making you into a princess. For whatever reason, you were going to spend more time with her than you would with other people – a fact that the two of you would just have to make peace with. Maybe during this long period of time, you’d be able to find out the cause of her distaste.

“Today is your first day of lessons Miss Y/N and I hope you take these very seriously,” Madame Sun began. “You are to be a lady, even behind closed doors and even when you think no one is watching. Judging by your…humble…origins, you clearly need to learn a lot before you can be introduced to the kingdom as His Highness’ fiancée.”

You nodded in feigned understanding, praying that Madame Sun did not need to add anything else, only to be met with disappointment right after.

“Everyday you will wake up at promptly seven in the morning by either me or one of the servants; you will then be served breakfast in your room and I will observe your table manners. After you are dressed, you will be escorted by myself to the castle library where you will meet with Sir Namhyun who will provide you with history and language lessons, depending on the day,” Madame Sun explained. “Then you will be taken to lunch and afterwards I will train you on all of the fine arts in order to turn you into a more refined young lady until it is time for dinner. After dinner you will take a bath and then go directly to sleep. This will be your schedule until I find that you are worthy of marrying Prince Jinyoung. You cannot make any changes and you cannot take any days off.” “Isn’t this schedule too demanding?” You asked, surprised at her quick rundown of what was to be your life for the next few months. “You cleaned and cooked all day for that woman and her two daughters, but now learning is too hard for you? You might be hopeless after all,” Madame Sun sneered.

After a loud huff from her, Madame Sun gave you a disapproving look and you grimaced in return. Her low opinion of you would surely be one of the many factors working against you in the castle, and you were certain that it would not be the only one. After all, you were set to become engaged to one of the most handsome princes in all of the neighboring kingdoms. Surely the other royal families would not be pleased at the revelation that the world’s most eligible bachelor was no longer on the market and even fewer would be happy to find out that he had become engaged to a commoner of all people rather than a princess from another kingdom.

While the kingdom did know that Prince Jinyoung had now found himself a future bride, you were being kept hidden until the King deemed you worthy of being presented to the public. It was unheard of that a commoner would marry a prince and due to that simple fact, the royal family needed to make sure that the commoner chosen excelled in every subject and art and was even more accomplished than every other woman in the surrounding kingdoms. If this was not the case, other members of the aristocracy and other royal families were sure to criticize the King for making such a rash decision. This had been explained to you during your brief conversation with the King as he had to make sure you knew just what you were getting yourself into if you decided to marry the Prince. Knowing these very things, you felt the heavy pressure of what being a princess would entail.

Madame Sun snapped her fingers and motioned for you to get out of bed, something that you begrudgingly followed. For now at least, you’d listen to her orders and make sure to prove her wrong. At the end of the day, you were engaged to Prince Jinyoung and he himself had chosen you to be his bride. There could be nothing that Madame Sun would be able to say about that. If becoming the perfect little princess was what you had to do to marry Prince Jinyoung and keep you away from Evangeline, then you’d do it even if you had to suffer a bit.

After breakfast, which involved Madame Sun slapping your hand every single time you chose the wrong cutlery, you were surrounded by two castle maids who had been tasked with serving you and, you guessed, keep watch on you when not in Madame Sun’s presence. They pulled out a pale pink dress from the immaculate wardrobe in your room that had heavy ornamentation and you gasped at the luxurious item. You gasped again when you saw the corset that you’d be forced to wear, just like the rest of the royal and aristocratic women did, and dreading what you considered to be one of the most backwards fashion items available. The women’s unnaturally small waists always seemed to make you feel uncomfortable and you only shuddered at the thought that you’d be one of them now as well.

The maids did not bother to treat you gently, tightening the corset around you as much as possible so that you lost all circulation to your brain. You could immediately feel the difference in your breathing, your much shallower breaths becoming more and more frequent with each pull of the corset’s strings but once again, you reminded yourself that this was a much better alternative to Evangeline’s chores and conniving cruelty. You were going to be a princess and that meant you needed to grow accustomed to the corsets. At least the corsets meant that you’d always have a roof over your head and a plate of food in front of you. Once it was done being fastened and your circulation was very much cut off, the maids helped you put on your dress and you couldn’t help but relish the way that the lace and silk felt against your body. Just the feeling of the material on your skin made up for the ridiculous corset that you wore underneath.

Madame Sun returned a few minutes after the maids left, only examining your appearance without making a single indication of what she was thinking, and then motioned for you to follow her. She walked quickly down the hall, forcing you to half-run just to keep up with her – a task that proved to be exceedingly difficult in the corset. She made a few turns and you knew that you’d likely get lost in the castle if you attempted to navigate it yourself, a thought that was a slight hit to your pride as you considered yourself to be rather adept at many tasks. After what seemed like an eternity of walking, she stopped in front of a large set of double doors that stood at the end of a long hallway.

She pushed the doors open, allowing you to step into what was soon revealed as the castle’s library. The room had a large glass skylight, allowing the entire room to be filled with natural light from the outside. The walls were all lined with bookshelves reaching the ceiling and plenty of staircases and pathways along the wall to reach those books at the top. You couldn’t help but marvel at the impressive room, wondering if there was someone in the castle who had actually read all of the books. Various ornate tables filled the room as well, with the large one in the center occupied by a heavy-set man who was currently writing something down in a large notebook.

“Sir Namhyun,” Madame Sun said, in the same polite voice she seemed to use with everyone that was not you. The large man stopped what he was doing, turning around and revealing a red, sweaty face. He used a handkerchief to dab and his forehead before responding, “Madame Sun! I take it this is the young girl who has stolen His Highness’ heart?” You turned to look at Madame Sun, whose face was unreadable. “Yes this is she. Y/N, introduce yourself.”

Attempting the best curtsy you could manage in the corset, the ending result was a poor attempt which only caused the man, whom you now knew as Sir Namhyun to laugh loudly. You felt embarrassed, refusing to look at Madame Sun who would surely hold this over your head until you perfected it.

“I will come back after her lesson is done,” Madame Sun said. “She is yours now, Sir Namhyun.”

The old man gave Madame Sun a slight nod and turned to look at you, waiting until Madame Sun closed the door behind her to speak.

“So, Ms. Y/N, I am Sir Namhyun and that is what you will refer to me as. I will be in charge of your etiquette lessons and your history lessons, making sure that you do not end up being an embarrassment to the royal family,” he says, speaking slowly to make sure every single syllable was enunciated.

You nod in response, waiting for him to continue whatever it was that he was going to say before the lesson got under way. Instead, Sir Namhyun shook his head.

“When prompted, you must always respond with words Ms. Y/N. Words,” he answers. “I know a girl of your…upbringing…may not know everything about manners but surely you know that much at least.” “Yes Sir Namhyun,” you respond this time, making sure you used those words he was talking about. You didn’t need to give Madame Sun another excuse to treat you any more poorly than she already does.

Sir Namhyun seemed satisfied enough with your response, motioning to the chair across from his. You took that as your cue and walked slowly, sitting down in the ornate piece of furniture. In front of you sat an array of cutlery and plates, more than what was even used in Evangeline’s house, and looking at the entire setting terrified you.

You liked to think that you knew a bit about proper manners at the table, given that Evangeline liked to pretend that she was more than just a commoner and would fill up the house with every object that she deemed was something that a royal would own. This habit of hers had obviously extended into the kitchen and meal times, drilling everything that she knew about manners into her daughters, and you by extension. After all, she couldn’t have a stepdaughter that didn’t know the first thing about the differences between a dinner fork and a salad fork. Yet, sitting in front of Sir Namhyun you were doubting everything that you thought you knew. Sir Namhyun corrected every single one of your moves and you soon realized that even Evangeline didn’t have the manners that a royal was expected to have – that you were expected to have. You felt like an idiot, having Sir Namhyun condescendingly fix every move you made.

It was when you were in the middle of learning about all the different glasses in front of you that Sir Namhyun seemed to pause for a moment in the middle of his sentence. There was a choking sound right after and you looked up to see Sir Namhyun grabbing his chest while his face was twisted into one of pure agony. You froze, unable to think about what you should do for a few seconds. You watched as Sir Namhyun began to slide out of the chair, falling on the floor while still holding onto his chest.

You screamed “Sir Namhyun!” at the top of your lungs, lunging downward to see if you could help in any manner. His face was a deep shade of red and his face was contorted, showing everything that he was feeling. You had no idea what was going on, only that he had suddenly toppled over and you were sure that this was something quite serious indeed.

A servant who had happened to hear ran inside the library, her eyes going wide when she came across the scene. You yelled at her, telling her to bring in someone while you kneeled beside the old man. Your heart was racing and you were terrified at the thought that you had just witnessed someone die.

A few minutes later you saw Madame Sun bursting through the door with an unfamiliar man at her side. Her face was straight, giving no sign as to what she was thinking.

“Y/N move away from Sir Namhyun,” she ordered.

You followed her order without much thought, watching as the man who had accompanied her walked over to Sir Namhyun and crouched down beside him.

“Y/N, I am taking you back to your room. It is not a woman’s place to witness a man in this situation,” Madame Sun remarked, turning on her heel and walking back towards the entrance of the library.

You swallowed, for once being relieved to see her unpleasant face. A part of you was also relieved that whoever the servant girl was had managed to find Madame Sun so quickly. It was obvious now that Madame Sun was the true master of the castle, even if the King happened to live here as well. She held everything together on a tight string, making sure that nothing ever came out of order. Maybe that was why she didn’t seem to like you very much. You were a wildcard and she didn’t know whether you’d be able to conform to the lifestyle of the castle or whether you would rebel. Your mutual distaste of each other told her that it’d be much more likely that you’d rebel and that likely meant that you were on a short leash, never far from her eyesight so that you didn’t cause some sort of disturbance.

After leaving you inside your room, Madame Sun turned back around – likely going back to the library – and you were left to your own devices in the room. Your hands and the rest of your body was shaking as you tried to erase the thoughts of what you had just witnessed from your mind. You wished that there was at least a book for you to read but the room held nothing that could entertain you. The only form of entertainment that you had at your disposal was your imagination and you weren’t even sure if you could count on it very well. Your mind was too preoccupied with the day’s events and you’d likely just witness the same thing over and over again. So you went to your bed, hoping that maybe a nap would be an acceptable method to pass the time in the castle.

It was after dinner time, which was pleasantly devoid of Madame Sun’s presence that you finally saw the upright woman walk back into your room at her normal brisk pace. You had asked a servant to fetch you a book from the library, figuring that after a few hours they must have moved Sir Namhyun. Once you heard her steps stop in front of you, you looked up and were met with the same look of disdain that she had perfected to an art.

“Sir Namhyun has been seen by the castle doctor and he shall remain in bed while he recovers from his illness,” Madame Sun began. “It seems that he suffered a heart attack that has left him immobile for some time.” “Will he be okay?” you asked nervously.

It wasn’t that you particularly cared for Sir Namhyun’s health if you were being completely honest. You actually couldn’t help but wonder whether this may have been a sign that he needed to take better care of himself. It was simply the fact that as one of your instructors, you would have had to meet with him every single day as well and the thought that you had been present for his death would surely not have left you feeling okay.

“Yes,” Madame Sun said. “Within a few weeks or months, he will be sure to regain his full health.” “Wha- What about my lessons?” you asked quietly, knowing Madame Sun would have gotten to this topic sooner or later. “Your lessons will continue to take place everyday. His son, Namjoon, will be taking over for him until his father has fully recovered. Nothing will change except for your instructor,” She explained. “Namjoon? Does he not have a title?” You couldn’t help but ask. “He is to inherit his father’s title in the future, as for now, you can simply call him Namjoon and it will be acceptable,” Madame Sun answered. “For once, you asked a good question. Now, it is time for you to go to bed. A princess must always go to bed early so that she may be able to retain her youthful appearance and not look haggard.”

You were slightly disappointed at the fact that your lessons would continue as normal. You also slightly resented this Namjoon who you were sure was exactly like his father. So far it seemed like everyone in the castle treated you with the same amount of disdain as Madame Sun – even the servants, who often looked at you as if you were even below them. It would not surprise you at all if Namjoon turned out to be the exact same way as everyone else. In fact, he’d probably be worse. After all, this Namjoon was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and had the luxury of never lacking anything – just like the rest of the nobles.

It seemed that only Prince Jinyoung enjoyed your presence and for that you were grateful. The only problem was that you hadn’t seen the prince once since the first day that you were taken to the castle. The only explanation that you ever received was that Prince Jinyoung was busy with affairs and matters of the royal family, being trained to be the future leader of the kingdom. You could hardly get mad at him for this, even if it meant that you’d barely be able to see your betrothed for the time being. Maybe once you were married and you were officially a princess the two of you would be able to spend more time together. After all, the King and Queen both slept in the same quarters. It would be like heaven to be able to sleep in Prince Jinyoung’s arms and you would only have to wait in excitement until that day came.

The next morning began the same way. Madame Sun had once again thrown open the curtains to your room, allowing the blinding sunlight to fill your room and force you awake. You were served your breakfast and you ate while being observed by the woman. After breakfast, you were once again forced into a corset that was pulled much too tight and a dress that seemed to weigh more than your entire wardrobe back at Evangeline’s house.

Madame Sun didn’t speak to you as she led you to the library, this time leaving you in front of the entrance rather than going inside. Though you were slightly bewildered at the difference, you didn’t question it and pushed open the door. Sitting at the same table that Sir Namhyun was waiting for you at the previous day, there was another man. He had his back to the door, but you could tell right away that he was thinner than Sir Namhyun. Though you could only see his back, you noticed that he had broad shoulders and that only made you more curious to see what he looked like from the front. As you walked toward him, you saw that he was reading a book and seemed to be so engrossed in it that he had yet to hear you walk inside.

Without knowing what else to do, you waved your hand in front of his face causing the young man to jump and stumble as he stood up.

“Ms. Y/N, I apologize for my behavior,” he said, flustered.

You nodded, not being able to stop a slight giggle that slipped past your lips. Maybe you had been wrong about Namjoon after all. He quickly straightened his outfit, a white shirt with a long brown overcoat on top. His trousers were also a deep shade of brown and you couldn’t help but gawk at the extreme color coordination that had been going on in his choice of wardrobe. When you looked at his face, you noticed that he had short brown hair and a pair of entrancing, full lips. All in all, you found him to be pretty attractive, though he definitely did not hold a candle to Prince Jinyoung in your eyes.

He motioned for you to sit down and you once again struggled to take a seat due to the corset. So far, it had been the thing that you were having the hardest time getting used to and you knew that you’d have to put up with it for the rest of your life now. So whether you liked it or not, you had to get used to moving around in it at all costs.

“I am Namjoon,” the young man began. “I’m stepping in for my father as he is…feeling under the weather.” “I was there when it happened,” you respond. “You don’t need to shield it from me.” Namjoon looked a bit flustered, but he recovered quite quickly, closing the book that had been sitting in front of him. “What book are you reading?” You asked, making an attempt at a conversation. Maybe if Namjoon did not turn out to be a prick, you’d have at least one more person on your side within the walls of the castle. “It’s just a book on philosophy. It’s probably much too complex for you,” Namjoon said with a soft laugh. “Anyway I thought that we’d do history today. I believe my father had gone over table placements yesterday with you, but I figured we could go back to it tomorrow.”

You couldn’t help but feel slightly offended at what Namjoon had implied. Though you had to admit that philosophy had never been a subject of interest for you, the tone in which Namjoon had said it had definitely rubbed you the wrong way. However, you bit your tongue knowing that you’d have to spend more time with Namjoon than with your missing fiancé. For better or worse you were stuck with Namjoon who likely thought you were dimmer than a pole and you weren’t sure how you felt about that.

“Okay so we will begin with the founding of the kingdom. Does that sound fine with you Ms. Y/N?” Namjoon said, clapping his hands together as he spoke with a slow voice. Once again, you were getting the feeling that he thought you were a complete idiot and once again you bit your tongue and smiled, using those words that his father seemed to be so fond of. “Of course. I look forward to learning all about our beautiful kingdom.”

Namjoon seemed pleased with your answer, grabbing another book that he had placed off to the side and pulling it forward. It was a ghastly looking thing. Its leather-bound cover very clearly had shown some wear and tear and its pages had become yellowed with time. Even when Namjoon held it in his hand you could see just how old the thick book really was. Namjoon even had to wipe off the dust from the cover before he could actually begin the lesson.

He also continued to talk slowly as he talked about the war that had unified your kingdom under one king, one of the great ancestors of the royal family. You wondered how someone could make a history lesson about war so dull, but somehow Namjoon had found a way. You sat across from him, watching as he checked you every few seconds or so to make sure that you were still following along. You wanted to so badly tell him that you had learned all about this from your father when he was still alive and you wanted to yell at him for treating you as if you had the same brain capacity as your stepsisters. Namjoon had seemed so shy when you first walked into the room, but now it seemed that even shy men could be complete and utter twats given the opportunity. Maybe Prince Jinyoung was the only non-twat man left in your kingdom and that only made you feel more relieved that you’d be the girl who had been fortunate enough to become his betrothed.

Once you finally had enough, you reached over to grab Namjoon’s wrist and caused him to snap his head up and look at you with wide eyes.

“Namjoon, though I understand that you’re taking a precaution,” you began. “I am not so dim that I would not understand if you sped up your speech. In fact, please talk at your normal pace before I lose my mind here.” You could see a bit of blush begin to creep up on Namjoon’s cheeks before he flashed you an apologetic smile, revealing for the first time that he had two very adorable dimples on either side of his face. “R-right, Ms. Y/N. I apologize.”

Afterwards, Namjoon began talking at a normal speed, no longer even bothering to look up to check to see if you were still following. When talking at his normal pace, the history lesson gradually began to get more interesting as Namjoon got more and more enthusiastic as time went on. You were grateful for the change and relieved that it didn’t seem like Namjoon was anything like what you had expected him to be. Hopefully he continued to treat you as a normal person instead of an absolute dunce, because that would make your daily lessons with him a much more pleasant experience.

It almost seemed that it was too soon when Madame Sun burst through the library doors, interrupting Namjoon midsentence before she ordered you to get up. Without so much of an acknowledgement of Namjoon once again, you gave him a quick goodbye and ran to catch up to Madame Sun who had already turned to walk out of the library. You couldn’t help but wonder on your way out about the difference in how she treated Namjoon versus how she treated his father. Madame Sun only continued to leave you bewildered with her behavior and you made a mental note to ask Namjoon about it the next day. If anyone knew about the castle and what happened inside its walls that would be willing to tell you, it would be Namjoon. He only needed to warm up to you first, but you believed that you’d be able to do it. You wanted a friend in the castle anyway, what better person to pick than the one who was already giving you lessons and was trusted enough by Madame Sun to leave you in a room without a chaperone?

As you rounded a corner, Madame Sun began to speak once again.

“You will be meeting with Prince Jinyoung now,” she said simply. You quickly looked up, your heart suddenly swelling with elation at the thought of being with Prince Jinyoung once again. “Really?” “Yes, I will be taking you to the Prince’s chambers now so that the two of you may spend some time together. After all, the two of you are to be wed soon,” Madame Sun answered you.

You didn’t respond, letting the excitement of finally seeing the prince again completely overcome you. Any thoughts of Namjoon as your potential friend erased from your mind, quickly replaced by only memories of Prince Jinyoung’s smile and the way it felt to be held in his arms. Madame Sun led you deeper into the castle than you had previously been in and you continued to gaze in wonderment at the more elaborate decorative pieces that lined the halls the further down you walked. There were portraits of each member of the royal family, beginning with the first king all the way down the line. You expected to see a portrait of Prince Jinyoung towards the end and part of you couldn’t wait to see how his handsome face would look on canvas.

Within just a few minutes you were greeted to that very same portrait that you had just imagined and you couldn’t help but pause for a few minutes and admire the painting. Whoever the artist was, he had captured all of Prince Jinyoung’s features perfectly and though you were minutes from seeing the subject of the painting in person, the portrait seemed absolutely stunning to you as well.

“Y/N! It is not characteristic of the future princess to keep her beloved waiting,” Madame Sun scolded, standing a few feet away from you.

You nodded, turning and half-running to catch up to Madame Sun who had begun walking once again. She led you up a flight of stairs and you were beginning to get dismayed as you realized how far Prince Jinyoung’s quarters actually were from your own. The two of you were staying in completely different wings and floors of the castle and the only thing it did was force you to realize the huge distance that you’d have to trek in order to spend a lifetime with the prince.

Eventually you reached a large set of double doors where Madame Sun left you. You figured that you’d be the one to open the doors yourself and so you stood outside and took a few deep breaths in order to calm down your nerves.

Prince Jinyoung’s room was much more ornate than your own. Decorated in white with gold trimmings, the room seemed to reflect light off of every surface. There was an enormous bed that took up the space against one of the walls and another large armoire that took up the corner of another room. You were busy marveling at the entire room that you almost missed Prince Jinyoung sitting on the chaise lounge placed right in front of his bed. Beside him lay his sabre in its holster and it seemed like he had just gotten back from some sort of training. He was in one of his non-formal outfits which still seemed to exude the elegance and grace that he possessed. He greeted you with a soft smile, standing up and stretching out his arms.

You ran towards him, wrapping your own arms around his waist while he held you against his chest. Being in his arms, you were immediately put at ease. Witnessing a man have a heart attack and being treated poorly by Madame Sun were a thing of the past because now you were being held by your future husband. A man that you were sure you loved with your entire being and who you would soon be married to.

“My princess, I missed you so much,” Prince Jinyoung said. “You must think me a terrible fiancé to not be able to see you often.” You inhaled his scent, which smelled of grass and mint and looked up at him. “It’s okay. I understand your Highness.” “How is it that you look even more beautiful now than you did the night of the ball? You were made to wear all of these fine garments,” he whispered, placing a kiss on the top of your head. “Your highness,” you whispered, looking up at him and becoming completely entranced by the soft look in his eyes. “You truly are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen,” Prince Jinyoung spoke again. “I can’t believe I get to spend my life with someone whose beauty rivals that of the sun.” “Your highness, your compliments are too much for me,” you responded, laughing in embarrassment. “I’m sure that I’m not deserving of all of them.” “Nonsense. You deserve these and more.” Prince Jinyoung placed a kiss on your lips. “I knew I was in love with you from the first moment that I laid eyes on you. I told my father that you would be the girl that I’d marry that very same night.”

Prince Jinyoung’s sweet words only served to make you fall even more deeply in love with him and fall even deeper under the spell that he had cast on you. His words were enchanting to say the least, bewitching your heart and your mind to the point that you’d do anything to make him happy. And that was basically what your role as princess was wasn’t it? Madame Sun hadn’t mentioned anything in specific as to what you needed to do when you first met her, only specifying that you needed to provide an heir to the throne when Prince Jinyoung eventually became the king. Besides, you didn’t mind that much if you only needed to keep him happy. It was a much better deal than remaining with Evangeline and you’d gladly take anything over returning with that ghastly woman.

His hands began to caress the sides of your body, dropping lower and lower until they eventually settled on your waist. He gave you another kiss, one that was much deeper than the previous ones and also seemed a lot more heated. You could feel his kiss send shivers down your spine, feeling the hand that the prince had moved around your waist begin to play with the back of your dress.

Then his lips broke away from your own, leaving a trail of small pecks all the way down to your neck where he began to place even more kisses. With the passing of each second, his kisses began to get rougher and he began to suck harder, causing a moan to slip past your lips due to your surprise. This only seemed to fuel Prince Jinyoung’s drive as his hands began to dig into your hips through your dress and his sucking became harder and harder. It was a strange sensation to you as no man had ever touched you this way. Prince Jinyoung had been the first man that you had been alone with besides your father and Sir Namhyun and his son. It was not proper for a lady to be alone with a man, especially when something such as this could occur. But if it was someone you were set to marry, would it be alright?

There were plenty of stories of girls who had slept with men before they were married around the town. They were all heavily frowned upon and if a girl was rumored to have had indecent relations with an unmarried partner, she was always disowned by her family. Those girls always ended up in what people called the Pleasure Houses, to service knights and other traveling men around the kingdom. It was a terrifying thought that it could happen to a girl and it frightened you even more to think that it could happen to you if you didn’t play your cards right.

You realized soon after what was going on and what Prince Jinyoung was trying to do. Placing your hands on his chest, you lightly pushed but his grip on you was much stronger and he continued to place his deep, strong kisses on your neck.

“Prince Jinyoung,” you gasped, feeling the sudden halt and a sudden grunt of frustration as Prince Jinyoung pulled away from you.

His lips were swollen from all of the kisses and his eyes were dilated due to his desire yet he still managed to look even more handsome than he had when you walked in.

“Your Highness,” you whispered, looking up at him cautiously. “Are you sure that we should be doing this? We are not married yet and it might create trouble for you.” Prince Jinyoung looked down at you, placing a soft kiss on your lips. “Madame Sun brought you to me because I asked. If she had any problem with it she would not have delivered you to me,” he explained. You were still hesitant, preventing you from fully enjoying the feeling of the Prince’s lips on your own. “Are you sure that she will allow you- I mean us to do this?” “Y/N, my love, I am the prince of this kingdom. Even if Madame Sun has a problem with this – which she does not – as the prince, she is prohibited from telling me what I can and cannot do. I love you and I want to have you in every way,” Prince Jinyoung explained. “As long as you are my betrothed I promise that nothing bad will ever occur to you.”

Prince Jinyoung raised one of his hands to take your chin in between two of his fingers. With a small smile on his face, he leaned down to place another kiss on your lips causing your knees to buckle. With his arm around you, he managed to keep you up and pull you closer to him.

“Y/N,” Prince Jinyoung said. “Don’t you love me too? Won’t you show me how much you are devoted to me?”

You couldn’t find the exact words you wanted to say, instead giving Prince Jinyoung a hesitant nod. It was true. You wanted Prince Jinyoung to see how much you loved him and how much you were ready to become his wife. After receiving your consent, he led you to his bed where he sat you down. His hands snaked their way to your back as he fiddled with the dress, eventually unbuttoning your dress rather quickly. He pulled on the corset roughly, unfastening the ugly thing at a quicker rate than your dress. At a pace much faster than you expected, you were left in your undergarments while Prince Jinyoung wore the majority of his clothes still. You hesitantly reached to take the hem of his shirt in your hand. Realizing what you were trying to do, Prince Jinyoung quickly took off his own shirt. You almost gasped when Prince Jinyoung’s slender body came to view, watching as the softly defined abs moved in tune with his breathing.

Prince Jinyoung reached over to you, softly pulling down the undergarment from your shoulders and letting the cool air hit your breasts. You couldn’t help but bring your hands up to cover yourself out of sheer embarrassment that this was your first time with another man in this way. Prince Jinyoung moved your hands away without a word, looking down at you and giving you a smile different from the others that he had ever given you. There was something unsettling about it, but you quickly pushed the thought away as Prince Jinyoung kissed you once again and pushed you down on your back.

Your heart was racing fast, still not fully in the belief that Prince Jinyoung was currently kissing your neck. Though he had told you that Madame Sun was completely fine with what was about to occur, you were still worried that word would get out and that you would be forced out of the castle. The thought of having to return to Evangeline terrified you, but at the same time another part of you told you that if Prince Jinyoung did not remain happy with you then you’d still be forced out. The only thing you really could do was trust your fiancé and believe that nothing would happen.

Prince Jinyoung removed your underwear rather quickly, so much so that you didn’t have a chance to cover yourself out of embarrassment once again. He was still planting a large amount of kisses on your neck while his hands pushed down his trousers.

You felt him line up at your entrance and right before he entered you couldn’t help but whisper, “Prince Jinyoung.” “What is it?” Prince Jinyoung asked, pulling away from your neck to look at you. “It’s just…I’ve never done anything like this before,” you whispered. “Don’t worry,” he said, placing another kiss on your lips in an attempt to calm your racing nerves.

Without asking if you were okay, Prince Jinyoung pushed himself in you. The first thing you felt was the stinging pain that you felt coming from your core. You gasped at the feeling, trying to keep the tears that were forming in your eyes inside.

“Your Highness, it hurts,” you whispered. He placed another kiss on your lips, “It always hurts the girl the first time it happens. Don’t worry about it.”

He moved himself deeper, not giving you time to adjust to the feeling of having him inside of you. The stinging sensation did not seem to go away, instead increasing as Prince Jinyoung began to thrust in and out of you. You wrapped your hands around his broad back and whimpered at the feeling of Prince Jinyoung moving in and out of you. With each movement, he would groan or let out another kind of noise as his breathing slowly got heavier and heavier.

You still felt the stinging pain but you refused to stop Prince Jinyoung, regardless of how much it hurt. His moans only told you that he liked what was happening and that was enough for you. You figured that it was because it was your first time and that’s why it hurt so much, choosing to trust in Prince Jinyoung’s words. As the two of you continued to do this in the future, it was sure to get pleasurable for you at some point. For now however, the pain that you felt as your fiancé thrust in and out of you was the only thing you felt.

Prince Jinyoung’s thrusts began to get faster and his breathing began to get more erratic and you realized that he was close to feeling his climax. His moans only seemed to get louder as his thrusts began to lose rhythm and you held on tighter to him as he suddenly let out a grunt and you felt him spill his seed inside of you. A part of you had to admit that you were happy that it was now over and the pain would go away soon, and you weren’t sure how you felt about that.

Prince Jinyoung moved his hair out his sweaty forehead looking at you with a distant look in his eye as he pulled out of you. Flipping onto his back beside you, he continued to stare up at the ceiling while he controlled his breathing. You pulled a cover from his bed over you, feeling your embarrassment once again to being naked beside him even though he had already seen every part of you.

After a few moments of silence, Prince Jinyoung got up and slipped on the clothes that he had discarded earlier. Without even turning to look at you, he gave you a wave and exited his room. A part of you couldn’t help but feel dejected as the door closed behind him, as you had expected him to spend the night with you. You let a tear fall down and you wondered if it was something you had done wrong.

Eventually Madame Sun walked back into the room, looking at you with almost a look of pity when she saw your red eyes that were fighting back tears. Wordlessly, she motioned for you to get out of the bed as she helped you get dressed. She didn’t force you back into the corset, but tightened up your dress back up and led you out of the room. You couldn’t help but search for Prince Jinyoung once you closed the door behind you, hoping that he would appear at any second but he was nowhere to be found.

The two of you walked slowly down the castle’s hallways. The only sound heard were the footsteps of Madame Sun and your own as you walked to back to your own room. The servants were already waiting to help you change into your nightgown and without a fight you allowed them to prepare you for bed. Once they all finished and left your room, you stared up at your ceiling and finally let the tears begin to flow out. A part of you still wished that Prince Jinyoung would come in and comfort you.

But he never showed up.

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