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After listening to Mrs. Cessly's words, Jungkook immediately hopped on a horse and sprang to port. This time there was no Raymond by his side, it was just him. While he galloped top speed, the events from these past six years came to his mind.
When he arrived, the ship had already sailed. He was too late, again.
He felt an empty space in his heart. He got down his exhausted horse and slowly walked to the edge of the beach. He had a desperate expression on his face.
He stood there looking at the horizon when he felt something hot. There were hot tears trailing down his face. All the tears he'd held back all this time suddenly broke free.
Despair and desolation surged from inside him. He sobbed and cried.
Six years ago, when he'd missed her just like this, he'd managed to hold back his tears since there was still hope of seeing her again in the future. Instead of desolation, he turned his back to this very sea with the hopes of seeing her again soon.
However, this time it was different. More than anything else, he regretted not telling her once how much he loved her. All this time, he never told her his feelings. Just as Mrs. Cessly had said, if he had told her properly how he felt for her, he would not be feeling so desperate now.
Why didn't he tell her how charming and beautiful she was to him? How precious she was in his eyes. If he had told her that, maybe she...
The whole world was dyed blood. Jungkook simply stood there looking at the blood-red sunset in the horizon without bothering to wipe his tears. He did not know for sure how long he stood there.
Suddenly, the sound of footsteps behind him awoke him from his reverie.
"Jungkook."
His body froze. Feeling an extreme tension, he slowly turned around. He saw the blurry silhouette of a woman.
"..."
A woman with white face wearing a black hood that covered her from head to toe. A very different attire compared to what she was wearing when she left the Palace. A few strands of her silver hair were waving freely in the wind, highlighting her hooded face. Her face had a surprised expression. Her silver eyelashes batted many times as she looked at him.
Jungkook was convinced that this was an hallucination. Or maybe he was dreaming right now. There was no other explanation. She could not possibly be here. Her ship had sailed.
"Jungkook?"
After hearing her voice one more time, Jungkook felt he was regaining his consciousness again, little by little. A tear dangling from his chin fell to the ground. He could not believe his eyes, so he remained staring at her, incredulous.
"Are you... crying?"
Lalisa approached him. She reached out her hand and wiped the tears that were falling down his chin. When he felt her cold fingers touching his skin, Jungkook unvoluntarily quivered. He grabbed her hand.
"How is this possible?!"
Besides, why was she here, unaccompanied? Where were her guards?
Thinking of that, fury and worry immediately expanded in his heart.
"What happened?! Why didn't you board the ship?! Why are you alone, here?! Do you know how dangerous it is?!"
"Well... After getting on the ship, I got off. Well, to be more precise, the ship did leave port but I asked them to turn around. I told them that it would be fine and to please leave again since I did not want to delay its passengers any longer. Of course, I left them with a message for my cousin and uncle."
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I don't want to be loved (Book II)
ФэнтезиThis is part 2 of 'I don't want to be loved' Lalisa Alessin, a queen rotting in prison. Despaired and without hope, she drank poison and died. But... unbeknownst to her, the deity gave her a second chance at life. She was twelve again. And this time...