When the poor sweetheart Wooyoung meets the annoying and mean Prince San, he suddenly can't help being attracted to him.
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Choi San, a King to be, is living the dream life of a little child. Unfortunately, he ne...
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today was finally the day. the day where everything would either settle or fail. the day where their lives were on the line, they would either end up heroes or forgotten.
the sunset was painting the sky with hues of orange and pink, casting a warm glow over the group of young men. they stood there, their silhouettes etched against the colorful canvas, weapons glinting in the dying light. the wind was picking up, rustling through the trees and making their clothes flap around them like banners in the breeze.
the prince, with his regal attire and firm posture, was like a beacon of hope for the group. he exuded confidence and determination, inspiring the others to follow him into the unknown. his eyes were filled with purpose and his lips pressed into a firm line, ready to take back what was rightfully his. there was no trace of hesitation on his face.
the forest around them was alive with the sounds of nature. the chirping of crickets, the rustling of leaves, and the occasional hoot of an owl filled the air. yet, amidst all of that, there was a palpable tension that hung heavy over them like a cloud.
wooyoung tried his best to keep his breathing steady, but his chest felt tight and his palms were slick with sweat. he clutched his bow tightly, his knuckles turning white as he prayed for their success. he really wanted this to work, not only for him but especially for san. after all the pain the poor man went through he at least deserved an happy ending of some sorts.
the prince stepped forward, his voice cutting through the silence like a blade. "are you ready, guys ?" he asked, his voice carrying a hint of excitement and urgency.
the group nodded in unison, their resolve firm and unwavering. they were ready to face whatever lay ahead, to fight for their freedom and their future.
"more than ready." yelled out yeosang, as he offered a comforting smile to wooyoung.
as the sun dipped below the horizon, they mounted their horses and set off into the night, their hearts pounding with a mix of fear and determination. it was time to take back their kingdom, to write their own destiny and create a new chapter in their history.
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now they were standing at the edge of the forest, having a full view on the castle. there were quite a lot of guards patrolling during the night but they would have to do with it. after all they couldn't just go back and not do anything.
wooyoung felt his heartbeat race at the sight of the long perch's the guards were wilding and all the silvers armour that could protect them... it wasn't the time to get nervous! he mentally hit himself and stiffened his body to look more confident. fake it till you make it after all.
san was the one leading at the front, so everyone was just waiting for his signal. "ok guys listen to me. first we need to create a diversion. yeosang, jongho you'll be on the task."
