Hyerim is apart of the most feared group of assassins in all of Kular. Their mission....over throw the King and kill the heir, so history doesn't have a chance to repeat itself. How to pull off such a thing? Destroy it from the inside. Hyerim goes u...
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HYERIM WAS SLEEPING PEACEFULLY....until a knock on the door and a vioce following, interrupts that peace "Your Highness! It is time to wake up...breakfast is ready." Hyerim tries to move, but Seonghwa's arm that was draped over her waist pulls her closer. She opens her eyes and once her they've adjusted to the light, Hyerim is met with Seonghwa still sleeping. A sudden smile takes over her lips as she remembers what transpired just a few hours earlier; Butterfiles erupt in her stomach and tingles sprend across her body.
Hyerim raises her hand and gently moves strands of hair from his face before leaning closer to him, placing a light kiss on his forhead "Seonghwa...we have to get up."The prince starts to stir before finally opening his eyes, a smile then forms on his lips when he is met with Hyerim looking back at him. "Mmm...good morning, love." Seonghwa spoke, sleep still evident in his voice. And, there was that nickname, that caused Hyerim's heart to flutter...but also made her remember that one terrible night, and her smile fades immediately. She didn't deserve him...he desverved so much better.
Worry immediately takes over Seonghwa's face, upon seeing Hyerim's smile fade "Hyerim, what's wrong?" He asks, moving his hand up and down her side. The girl gives him a tight lipped smile as tears glossed over her eyes "I don't deserve you, do I?" Seonghwa is taken aback by Hyerim's sudden comment, neverthless his expression softens "Why do you say that?" He asks softly and she shrugs "I've done so many terrible things, Seonghwa. I don't derserve someone with a heart like yours." She answers as tears begin to fall from her eyes.
Seonghwa's hand moves from her side to her face, wiping her tears away with his thumb. "If anyone desveres to be loved and to feel love...it would be you, Hyerim. You...deserve to feel the love I have for you." Hyerim felt her breathing catch and her mouth go dry at his words; more tears then fall from her eyes as she moved closer to Seonghwa, resting her head under his chin. His arm moved back to her waist and pulled her even closer to him "I love you, Hyerim...don't ever doubt that."
Meanwhile at The Midnight's base, San had found himself in the training room, slashing at the wooden mannequin with his dagger as feelings of doubt and regret eat him up. San doubted if what he was doing -or did- was the right to do, and he regreted telling Hyerim to break her trust with the prince....he hurt her, and he regreted that so much. But San regreted a lot of things...like never telling Hyerim how he felt about her. But...maybe that was the point...if San loved Hyerim that much, he would want to see her happy...and she was happy with the prince. So maybe letting her go would make them both happy.
