𝐓𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔㆐JIHAN

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Every morning for the younger brother of the crown prince to the throne of the Choi kingdom was the same, the rays of the Sun, the chirping of birds, the bubbles of his bath prepared with great care, the cosmetics that his ladies in waiting applied to him, the dissimilar and delicate outfits, last but not least that white gold tiara that adorned her chocolate hair, reminding her once again of her title and that would possibly end with a marriage of convenience even if it were in the 21st century.

Wearing one of his best clothes as usual, he descends towards the enormous dining room whose windows were as high as the walls of the room and on them were thin ruby-colored curtains. The paintings of his predecessors welcomed him, and in turn that phrase returned to him. his head "You must honor your Jisoo family, your ancestors." He snorted at that, he already believed he had sufficiently honored those detailed portrayed figures, he had been the best in his class, he continues to remain hidden, no one knows Prince Jisoo's face and he follows all the silly rules imposed by his parents.

At one end of the table was Seungcheol rereading one of the immense amount of documents that were scattered on the table.

"Good morning His Royal Highness Crown Prince Choi Seungcheol." Jisoo mockingly greeted his parents' first-born son, who only laughed as he imagined the next words his little brother would say, deciding to interrupt him.

"Since our parents are not here, and my existence is anonymity, plus I have been a good student, I fulfilled my royal duties impeccably, do I think I deserve to leave this castle? Cheollie seems huge to me, the walls suffocate me. Could you grant me that little whim, come on, please." Seungcheol imitated with a fine voice the speech recited by Jisoo every time his parents were traveling or attended a meeting, being These are the perfect times to sneak away.

Enlarging his eyes as much as possible, using that feline look in which his eyes seemed to shine just like those of Puss in Boots, he manages, as is traditional, to convince his only brother who was weak before the tenderness (emotional blackmail) of his beloved little brother, who couldn't be more spoiled.

Between sighs, he gave the longed-for permit to Jisoo. Captive of euphoria, the younger boy said goodbye, jokingly kissing the older man's cheek, who only rolled his eyes.

Almost running, he avoided the hallways where the servants usually were doing his work at that time, arriving at where his personal assistant and his counselor were waiting for him.

The first was a young man with dark brown hair, slanted eyes, pompous cheeks, a happy look, slightly puffy lips and small lips who was wearing an outfit that consisted of a white shirt, a denim jacket and pants made of the same material.

The second of those mentioned had black hair that reached his shoulders thanks to his mullet, he was wearing a grayish shirt over which he placed a leather jacket, accompanying this he was wearing boyfriend pants, in addition to holding a huge bag where the change was. of the young prince's clothes.

"We have approximately ten hours and thirty two minutes left until the arrival of their majesties." The counselor Xù reported while he shook the keys of the van in which they would leave.

Jisoo nervously looked at where the security cameras were, and despite the car being parked in a blind spot, he was worried that his escapades to the big city would be discovered.

"Don't worry, your highness, Mingoo deactivated the security cameras. We only have five minutes, so I advise you to get into the vehicle." Soonyoung calmed him down with a smile.