~𝑾𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑻𝒘𝒐 𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅𝒔~

~ 𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 3 ~

"The King of Elysandria. Kim Taehyung"

Her eyes locked onto his, captivated by the regal presence that emanated from him. A heartbeat later, she began taking measured steps backward, unable to tear her gaze away. The world seemed to spin around her, and doubt crept into her thoughts.

"This can't be real," she whispered to herself, questioning the authenticity of the surreal scene unfolding. Her heartbeat quickened, resonating with the unspoken awe she felt.

Lost in her own contemplation, she took another step backward, only to collide with someone. Startled, she turned swiftly, meeting the eyes of an old woman.

"Watch your steps, young lady," the old woman advised with a knowing smile, recognizing the enchantment the coronation held.

"I'm sorry," Yn apologized with a polite bow, attempting to compose herself.

"Are you okay? Looks like you've seen a snake?" the old woman inquired, noting the drained color on Yn's face.

"N-no, I'm fine. Can you tell me what year this is?" Yn asked, forcing a smile while maintaining an air of composure.

The old woman's brow furrowed at the peculiar question. "It's 1424."

A bombshell dropped in Yn's mind as the realization sank in. The smile vanished from her face, replaced by a profound sense of disbelief.
'1424? No, she must be mistaken,'
Yn thought, desperately clinging to the hope that there was some error.

Stuck in a frozen stance, Yn's mind rebelled against the absurdity of the situation. She stood there, a silent witness to the passage of time, her thoughts racing as the world continued its relentless spin. The old woman observed her with a hint of concern, unaware of the turmoil that brewed within Yn's bewildered mind.

She shut her eyes tightly, feeling a throbbing pain pierce through her head as she sank to her knees. The weight of the unfamiliar world pressed upon her, and for a moment, she sought refuge in the darkness behind her eyelids. 'I've to find that mirror. It must be inside the castle,' Yn's determination echoed in her thoughts.

"Dear? Everything's okay?" the old woman's concerned voice reached Yn as a comforting hand rested on her shoulder.

Yn gathered herself, standing on her feet with visible effort. She gulped, regaining composure, and replied, "I-I'm good. Thanks, miss."

As the coronation crowd dispersed, Yn glanced towards the balcony, only to find it empty. The grand event had concluded, and the absence of the king fueled her urgency.

With determined steps, she approached the entrance of the castle, her path blocked by a royal guard wielding a spear. "You can't enter the castle," he declared sternly.

"Please. I- it's urgent," Yn pleaded, desperation evident in her voice.

"Move aside, lady, or we'll not hesitate to force you," the guard responded with a cold resolve.

Huffing in frustration, Yn retreated. 'Stupid Yn. You thought they'd let you go inside.' She bit her lower lip, anxiety coursing through her. Moments passed before a somewhat unconventional idea surfaced in her mind. It might be foolish, but inaction was not an option.

She assumed the guise of a commoner, skillfully navigating through the castle grounds. Eventually, she found herself at the backside, where the walls were lower, and the guards were sparse. The daring notion of scaling the wall gripped her, spurred by the desperate need to uncover the secrets hidden within the castle walls.

Yn successfully climbed the castle wall, a triumphant smirk graced her face. The feeling of accomplishment, however, was short-lived. A sudden, sharp sensation pressed against her back, causing her to freeze.