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Third Person's POV
"Father, I- no, we have a request."
"What request?"
"I want to invite all the villagers to our masquerade ball party."
Silence.
The King was absolutely speechless, why would his sons, wanted to invite the commoners to the castle's ball party?
"No." That was King's only response.
"If you don't grant our wish. I will never, marry someone and inherit the throne," Heeseung threatened, he was sick of his Father ruling his life.
"What? You're gonna marry someone from the commoner? Is that what you want? That girl from the bar? How low you are, son."
Heeseung freezed, he never knew his Father knew all of his doings to meet her. How could he explained it to his father?
"You think I wouldn't know? That my own son, snuck out from the castle, to meet a poor girl?"
"Grow up, Heeseung. This is not fairytales, you don't marry for love. You marry for the Kingdom." The parent rolled his eyes, stupid Heeseung, he thought.
"Oh yeah? Do you want me to tell Mother?" The younger one grinned.
The King stopped doing what he was doing, and shot Heesung with his piercing stare.
"What do you mean?"
"You think I wouldn't know? That you would sneak in a woman into your room while mother was outside the castle? Do you, think I wouldn't know?" Heeseung clicked his tongue. His Father went rigid immediately.
"S-she was one of the mistress, your Mother didn't mind-"
"So, Mother's own sister is your mistress as well? I don't remember you having a mistress with a Bae surname?" The King held his breath.
"Shocking, yes? You know, you wouldn't become King if not because of Mom, she owned the throne and this Kingdom before. Just know how big Mother's authority is... she can even kick you out from here." He laughed.
His father stared in disbelief, "You're sick. You're not my son that i know-"
"Oh cut the crap! You never have the time to spare with us. Don't say things like that, you don't even know us, at all." Heeseung stood up from his seat, in rage with his father.
Unknown to his father, Heeseung actually brought a knife. He stepped forward, slowly. He went behind his Father's seat with knife playing in his hands.
"This can go wrong father... just grant what I wish, our wish. And I won't tell Mom." He whispered, chuckled like crazy.
"O-okay, okay. I'll grant your wish. Please, just keep your mouth shut. I will not say a thing about this crazy doings of yours to another," The King's breathing went ragged.
"Deal. Thank you, Father." He spat the last word sharply.
The young boy walked towards the door, but before he can go out, he swung his knife towards his father. It didn't hit him, it hit the table, as a warning.
"Keep your words, Father." His tone painted in venom. Eventually he got out from his Father's work room and went to the youngest's room to tell them this good news.
"Hey boys, good news. Father will invite all the commoners to the ball."
"Cool, but..."
Heesung raised his brow, "But what?"
Sunghoon shook his head, "There will be so much people, right? Even Princes and Princesses from other Kingdoms will come to this ball. So how can we get her? Get, as in kidnap her and lock her up in one of our rooms."
"Easy, you guys need to distract Prince Lee Hyunjae from Zyob Kingdom, or maybe his brothers too." The brothers went confused, how was distracting a Prince is being a part of their plan?
"I don't understand, why should we do that?"
"Her boyfriend, is Lee Hyunjae, the third prince of Zyob Kingdom. I knew it, his face is too familiar."
"How can she not know that he's a royal?"
"I don't know, maybe he faked his identity. Doesn't matter, he will be at the ball also. But his lover doesn't know he's gonna be there, neither she knows he's a Prince. So I need to get her outside at the garden, in order of Lee Hyunjae not talking to her."
"Didn't know you're this crazy, brother." Riki, shrugged. Never knew his brothers would acting like a bunch of psychos. And he's no different from his brothers.
"But I like it," He continued whilst giggling.
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Russian Roulette 益 ENHYPEN feat. Lee Hyunjae
Fanfiction"Choose, us or him." "I would rather marry him! Because he loves me-" "So you think we don't love you?" "Love? Keeping me locked up in here is called love? That's a bullshit you said there, Sunghoon."