✨️ Heartless Dress 💄KimChay Au 🗡 ✨️

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Another morning. Another torturing day for Porsche. Another night in the cold. Another way of exhausting his body. He was trying to get out of the forest but it looked like a never ending place. He was walking. Walking. Sometimes running. Hiding from people. Hiding from animals, sometimes, and he couldn’t think of anything. He didn’t have anything on him, just him and his clothes. Just him and his royal necklace he previously tucked under his shirt. No one should know if it wasn a necessity.

His only motivation was Porchay. Porchay. He couldn’t stop because of his brother. He needed to go find him. He needed to secure his life before being himself in security. It was all he needed and all his brain was thinking to still go ahead. To still wish. To still hope. He didn’t eat for days. He drank from places no one would. He tried to survive his best. He tried and tried.

He saw the road. He saw it and his mind went crazy. It was a miracle. He could find someone going in a city. He could follow the road and find his path again through humanity. He could do it. He could reach Porchay. He would. Blank. Porsche's body, pressured by hardness, could still walk. Porsche's body witnessing an escape decided to lose his own way. He decided to let his consciousness out because it was time to rest and to survive in another way. Resting. He fell down, head first, in the middle of the road. He couldn’t even realize what just happened.

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"What is happening ?' Tankhun said, opening the door and posing, his hands in the air, taking a worried and dramatic expression." Was Kim kidnapped ? My Kim! Father?" He said, turning his head to the king, sat at the top of the table.

He looked like thinking. He looked deep inside of his thoughts, his nerves working hard. He sighed, taking a pained expression, before nodding. "It seems like this but I don't know more…"

"And what will we do?" Tankhun added, taking a seat and violently putting his hands on the table.

"Find Kim." Kinn talked. "Find Kim and get him back here."

"How?"

"We need time."

"We don't have time!"

"We are doing our best."

"What are you all doing here, huh?"

"Boys! Stop this…" The King said firmly. "This won't help this case."

Tankhun eyed Kinn, an annoyed expression on his face. "So what father?"

"Listen, we gave their description, the population, they know Kim. We will hear about them soon."

"He will be what ? Dead?" Tankhun added screaming again.

"Please…don't give me more headache than now…both…go in your room, do whatever you want but don't try to follow him right ?"

"Why?" Kinn asked, surprised.

"I need my sons to be here, to protect us."

They both nodded. They looked calmer. They looked united. They looked like they had the same strategy. Tankhun stood up and went away a little outraged and angry. He was showing through all of his body how much it angered him to not be able to do more.

He was careful to not cross eyes with Kinn. He was careful to just bicker and to not show any communication between them. It looked like it worked. It looked like another game was beginning inside of the games. Kinn walked into his room. He walked wondering what would be their next steps. He was trying to understand what Kim would do. What Kim might do but it was unfortunate that he was more like his mother and not more like his father like his little brother. Kinn found a letter on his desk. He got suspicious but recognized it. He recognized the drawing that his own kingdom could never forget.