In a kingdom torn by power struggles and political intrigue, Jieun, the rightful heir to the throne of the East, finds herself sidelined as her brother, Jungwon, takes control. Determined to reclaim her birthright, Jieun seeks alliances and forms a...
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THE MOON STOOD TALL IN THE NIGHT SKY, casting an ethereal glow over the chamber where Jieun and Riki lay intertwined in a peaceful slumber. But as the moonlight bathed the room, an unsettling energy began to seep into Jieun's dreams.
In the depths of her subconscious, Jieun found herself transported back to that fateful night, the memory of the two men barging into her room, their murderous intent vividly replaying in her mind. Her dream turned into a nightmarish scene as she witnessed the brutality once more, the chaos and fear engulfing her senses.
Jieun's body jolted, her limbs thrashing about as if trying to fight off the torment of her nightmares. The distress in her dream seeped into her reality, threatening to shatter the fragile peace of their shared slumber.
Sensing Jieun's turmoil, Riki stirred awake, his eyes widening with concern as he witnessed her distress. In an instant, he reached out, pulling her into his embrace, his strong arms enveloping her trembling form. He murmured words of reassurance, his voice a gentle anchor amidst the chaos of her nightmares.
'Jieun, it's me,' Riki whispered, his voice laced with tenderness and urgency. 'You're safe. It's just a dream. I'm here.'
Jieun's eyes fluttered open, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she blinked away the remnants of her nightmare. For a moment, she flinched, her body instinctively recoiling from Riki's touch. The memories of her past trauma clung to her, casting a shadow over her present reality.
But as Jieun met Riki's gaze, his eyes filled with concern and unwavering support, she felt a glimmer of trust and safety seep back into her being. Slowly, hesitantly, she leaned into his embrace, seeking solace in his presence.
'It was just a dream, Jieun,' Riki murmured, his voice soothing and steady. 'You're here with me, and I won't let anyone harm you. We've come so far, and we'll face whatever challenges lie ahead together. You're safe now.'
Riki pressed a tender kiss to Jieun's forehead, his lips lingering in a gentle caress. In the embrace of his arms, he rocked them both softly, his movements rhythmic and comforting.
As the shadows of Jieun's nightmare receded, Riki's touch acted as a balm to her wounded spirit. She could feel the steady beat of his heart against her own, a steady rhythm of love and steadfastness. It was in moments like these that she found solace, a respite from the chaos of their world.
