✨️ Heartless Dress 💄KimChay Au 🗡 ✨️

The game's beginning

Porchay just had the worst welcoming ceremony. The woman who helped him also told him that she couldn't stay. She left just like this. She needed to go away, it was his father's words. It was letting him alone at the enemy's place. Because Porchay was sure if they knew it would be his state. He couldn't figure out what to do now and went out with Joy in his arms. The cat looked stressed, mirroring his master's feeling and when he was all alone, horses running away, Porchay never had felt this lonely. 

He found himself in a battle he wasn't ready for. He tried to take a deep breath but he couldn't with the dress. It was so tight. He hated it so much, he wasn't used and never planned to be. He began to walk and his foot wouldn't follow the right way. He was walking out of any rhythm. Ready to fall at each step. Porchay was just showing for the whole domestics seeing him coming that he wasn't made to be a girl going to meet her future husband. He looked so out of the mood. Some of them ran to him and welcomed him joyfully and intrigued by his cat. Porchay just nodded with a sweet smile. He couldn't talk. His voice would be so heavy, so not what a girl's voice should be for everyone. He could trick with a fake dress and fake hair but his voice wouldn't let him live. And when he saw the king it became so real, he wanted to just confess and run away. He wanted to save his own life from the worst torture. And Porsche came to his mind. His only light was in danger. He wouldn't. He couldn't but still didn't know how to perfectly play everything.
He slowly got down, curtsying and went up struggling with the dress again.

"Welcome here, Princess." The king Korn said and Porchay thanked him generously without talking.

It surprised everyone. Eyes couldn't lie. And when Porchay saw that all of the three children were behind the father he began to be really scared. One was analyzing him from head to toe. The other one was calm and looked kinder. The last one was having a dark gaze on him as if he already knew that something was out. Porchay's breath began to be erratic. He wasn't feeling well and it was showing. The King looked at him suspiciously and even more when a cat followed him. Porchay asked her to stay outside but she felt his distress and came back to him. He took her in his arms, feeling better. The King laughed amused by the sudden visitor he knew about already. "

You should be tired. Please." He said looking at Yok. "Show her her apartment." And the woman who looked extremely soft and warm smiled at him. In a really weird walk, Porchay tried to look as feminine as he could, failing miserably and yet he was still alive.

"What is this!" Tankhun screamed after seeing them walking out. "I can't let her marry my Kinn!"

"What again?" Their father said, turning to him.

"She doesn't know how to walk, she doesn't know how to talk, she has what a cat like in books? She also has weird hair, her smile looks fake, and her face ! Omy!"

"Tankhun...you're not kind..." Kinn said a little embarrassed by his older brother saying such things.

"And ? It's the truth! Me alive you won't marry her! I swear!"

"You're too dramatic." Kim smirked. "What is it? Having babies, a pact with another country and it would be over. You would be able to take any woman or man you want."

"I don't like it ! I want to see a love marriage!" Tankhun screamed.

"It doesn't exist in our world, you're still a kid." Kim said.