Choi Misun, the only heir to her father's throne, was a regular teenage girl who was born with high position. She liked to be with her friends, go on walks and read romance novels. She also had many duties as a princess, one of them being to find a...
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Choi Misun
"Good morning, Your Highness," Dorothy greeted when she walked into my room, ready to brush and style my hair for the day as well as help me choose a dress.
It has now been about a week since our last ball. My parents have asked me if I found a match to myself in one of the noble men, as they usually do, and I told them the same answer I give them every time they ask.
No.
However, they would probably faint if I were to tell them I found myself a match in one of our servants.
It was giving me a boost to always hide around with Yoongi when we were not supposed to be seeing each other. When we play, it's a different situation. We are only cautious of the door. But when we sneak around the castle, it gives me the same amount of fear as excitement.
I didn't like to hide him and since there was no other way, we made the most out of our situation.
"Good morning to you too, Dorothy." I gave her a smile as I walked from my bed to my vanity table. "Do you have in mind what hairstyle you are going to do today? It can be something simple since there are no major things in front of me today." I clapped my hands together as the smile remained on my face.
Even when I wanted to do my own hair most of the time, I am always thrilled with whatever Dorothy comes up with. She tries to mix up the hairstyles a lot so I am not repeating anything. The smallest changes count. Or she does the same hairstyle after a long time when no one remembers I had it.
"I do. I knew you wouldn't want a too fancy of a hairstyle, I think two simple french braids from the upper part of your hair coming together at the back. Would you like it to be the end of the braids or should I connect them and make one braid from it?" She asked as she gently brushed through my hair.
"I think a ribbon where the braids meet will be enough," I suggested. She was concentrated on separating the top of my hair and tying it with a ribbon. She then parted my upper hair in the middle and put a hair pin in one side to keep it from getting anywhere.
There was silence surrounding us for a little while as Dorothy started braiding my hair but from the look on her face, I knew there was something on her mind.
"Is everything all right, Dor?" I asked, voicing my interest in what she has to say.
"Yes, Your Highness." She gave me a polite smile that didn't quite reach her eyes.
"You can tell me anything that is bothering you, Dorothy. I won't tell another soul if you don't wish for me to do, I promise." I lifted my hand to squeeze her forearm in reassurance.
I've never been one to be worried about giving servants handshakes or pats on the arm. Many noble people feel disgusted in their presence but those people were raised with bad presence surrounding them. Being the curious child that I was since I was a toddler, I always tried to play with every young person in the castle, no matter their position and my personality has developed from there. I wasn't raised with the judgment other people were.
