It can fly without wings

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If there was something that could fly, it was my time. It seemed to go off without warning me, I would spend days brooding in my room for god knows what. But I never questioned myself why I would behave in such a way, it seemed relaxing to me. 

Crying and sulking all alone, in the fine company of your many pets. 6 months have flown by since I missed a look I could have had of my fiancée. 'But who cared about that now?' I thought to myself.

I shake off those thoughts that reminded me of Hyuntae's camp. I stood up wearily as Ruby called me for supper. All the time during supper  I mindlessly shoved food in my mouth and got up most ungracefully after finishing, not bothering to even clean up after the meal. I could feel my father gaze at me and hear him sigh, sometimes, I just wished Mom was here with me.

" Thank you for your unflinching loyalty, great general of the armies, we are greatly indebted to you, for your service to the crown of Arundel! " I say politely and with a graceful touch lacing my tone as I reward the brave soldiers and generals who have shown great service towards my Father over the last few years.

 It was another exhausting duty I had to carry out once a month. Father was bent on giving me more royal chores to carry out. A real burden I must say, but Isla had been enjoying most of her time at her beloved Prince Jeon's palaces. 

Which made me jealous many times, there were so many privileges Isla had that I didn't, mainly because I ran away from my wedding, but I don't regret it one bit. Isla is happy, Prince Jeon is happy and even I am happy. Even though I had lost my father's favor, I felt joy spreading me, as I reflected on how good of a choice it was to run away from that horrible arranged marriage. I wouldn't have met Hyunate either...... 

Stop Sooji! What might be wrong with you?

" Father is going, " says Isla dryly, she looked as of her face was tear-streaked.

" Where? " I ask confusedly " War " she huffs and stalks off, no doubt again to one of Prince Jeon's lavish palaces. Father had gone to war, should I be relieved or crying like Isla? 

My brothers loom inside my nightmares, like a flower sprouting in a haunted land. Their handsome faces smiling at me, I wanted to believe it was real, if they were really there, If they really loved me till now or not. 

My thoughts are so muddled up, that I soon might have a meltdown. I have things running through my brain like paper planes. And vivid images of some kind of another version of me, wearing funky and weird clothes, what was it? What were these buildings made of glass behind my new version? What were these dreams? Did they mean something?

Father comes up in my dreams too, agilely dodging many arrows, I feel I was seeing him fight on the battlefield. But I soon woke up with cold sweat running throughout my body. 

I'm Sooji, I'm always okay

Ain't I?

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