The King's Obsession

20.

(Seungcheol P.O.V)

Seungcheol: I am so sorry, love.

- I kneeled beside her which made her move back in fear.

Clara: I am scared, seungcheol-ah...

Seungcheol: It's my fault...I shouldn't have kissed you in front of everybody.

I moved closer to her and cupped her cheeks.

Seungcheol: I promise you that I'll protect you, Clara.

Clara: I need to go back to my province.

Seungcheol: Don't. You're mine and you will stay here.

Clara: No! I don't want to be yours. You're just like them. You're my best friend, Seungcheol. But seeing your cruel side makes me traumatized. I am scared of you.

Seungcheol: Don't be scared. I am yours and you're mine. We promised each other.

Clara: And I promised someone else that I'll come back. Why would you make things so complicated?

Clara: You know that I love you, Seungcheol.

I quickly opened my eyes and looked around my bedroom. I rubbed my throbbing forehead, panting hard, gasping for some air.

Seungcheol: What a weird dream!

I averted my eyes as the door opened revealing Queen Rebbeca. She walked near me and asked the question.

Rebbeca: How was the treaty with Ulsan?

Seungcheol: It was fine.

- I said in my Cold tone.

Seungcheol: can you call y/n?

Rebbeca: Today I am here instead of her. I will make you ready for the court meeting.

Rebbeca: You know the king of Daejeon himself will arrive today. You should give his daughter back-

Seungcheol: Never!

Seungcheol: It's about the pride. I am not letting her go.

Rebbeca: Do you perhaps like her, Your Majesty?

My icing glare averted towards her making her off guard. My silence was enough for the answer to her stupid question.

Rebbeca: I am sorry, son.

(A/n P.O.V)

The king stared at the floor, his mind was somewhere else wandering like a butterfly in her thoughts. His chest tightened when he recalled his dream.

"Did she love me as much as I did?"

Everything around him was mute. He felt his body going weak as the feeling of regret, hate, and sadness crawled up in his heart.

Hansol: My lord?

- a Loud voice interrupted his thoughts and his wistful eyes turned their gaze towards one of his royal ministers.

Seungcheol: yes?

Hansol: What do you think? Should we start the plan-

Seungcheol realized that he didn't even pay any attention to them.

Seungcheol: Let's stop this meeting over here. We'll discuss it tomorrow.

-Seungcheol stood up making the others do the same.

(Time skips)

Seungcheol rested himself on the couch while smoking the nicotine through the pipe. The white smoke escaped through his mouth and disappeared into the air.