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Our love so beautiful

" Judy, Wanna hear a different story?"
" No! Don't change topics! Finish that one first."
" Please?"
" No. If you don't wanna continue, I'm leaving!"
" Hey! Judy! Please!---"

"So a different story started. There was a princess in a palace. Her birth---"

Judy interjected him, " YULAN! I want to hear THAT one! That Alex-Zuch-Sarah-Zai One first!"

Yulan requested, " Be patient please!"

Judy stated, " NO! I--"

Yulan kissed her to stop her.
She stopped talking and pulled him closer to kiss him.

Yulan rubbed her back and then the back of her head softly.
She wrapped her hands around his neck.

After the cute kiss, they pecked and smiled across each other's faces.

Their nose touched and Yulan rubbed his nose with hers. Judy smiled more. 

Judy whispered, " Yulan! You're a jerk, do you know that?"

Yulan chuckled, " Please, hear me out. I've got only you who'd believe."

They were lost in each other's eyes.

The princess's birth brought celebrations to the kingdom.

But a fortune-teller told the king and queen that she has dangers.

He also said they needed to be careful because she'd become a monster someday.

They executed the fortune-teller for saying so.

But fears had already captured them.

She grew up isolated from the world.

But nobody knew something which only she knew.

There was a secret tunnel under her room.

It was another palace underground.

It was blood red and was made with an unknown stone.

It glowed sometimes.

She broke a blood-drop-shaped stone from a candle holder.

She smoothened it in her room and wore it as a necklace after successfully modifying it a bit with a silver chain and locket.

Nobody noticed that.

She hid it successfully and only wore it at night when nobody saw her. 

She knew some shadows followed her when she wore them, but they suddenly disappear when she hears careful footsteps.

She believed it to be her prince.

She used to fall asleep after hearing those footsteps every night.

She also believed that her necklace was protecting her.

But the Creator was the one who was protecting her through the necklace and those footsteps towards her room.

The first day she heard them, she was terrified. She pretended to be asleep.

The footsteps were different from anyone else.

The footsteps disappeared now and then.

And then was heard from a further or closer place than before as if they were evaporating or teleporting.

She believed that the footsteps were of someone who was similar to those shadows but is a good one.

Those were of a tall man but she couldn't see his face.

He smelt like metal.

She felt safe around him.

He used to look around, replace or organize things, kept flowers in the vase, and before leaving, he used to paint a sunflower drawing.

As a man, he didn't even touch her.

He is someone special to her and he IS a special being. 

On her seventeenth birthday, she could visit only the army camp with many guards guarding her.

She got to meet many soldiers who adored her even though they have never seen her before.

The elders suggested she visit the chief warrior who is very brave and invincible.

When she met the army chief, he was meditating.

He seemed very calm and apathetic.

Seeing her, his meditation broke as if he was disturbed.

He welcomed her but didn't even have a meal with her.

She wanted to have a birthday meal with the frontline warriors and him.

She walked closer to him when she smelt metal.
That is when their eyes met.

His eyes were full of pain and he was free, but with chains surrounding his chest---piercing it and it was bleeding hard. 

On that night, when he came, she pretended to sleep and then woke up suddenly.

His face was more surprised than ever when SHE wasn't surprised at all.

SO SHE KNEW!

His innocent loving look turned cold, " So you knew."

She nodded softly.

His eyes flickered to her.

His eyes turned soft and his small escape of breath hit her heart hard.

It was harder when he teleported to her, held her face in his palms, and pulled her to him softly which resulted in a soft kiss.

The one for whom and for what she waited her whole life has unexpectedly arrived to her. 
            

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