Limitless | Choi San

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A/N: there's mentions and some descriptions of marital physical abuse (mild nature i reckon) but i'm adding a trigger warning right at the beginning. pls read at your own risk. you do not have to read this if you're not comfortable with it. 

You had long since stopped listening to the court members defend their opinions on revising the trade system- if you were ever once interested in how the kingdom ran, you'd only found yourself losing interest with each passing day- even though the kingdoms in question might be two of your own- one by birth and one by marriage.

Marriage, you scoffed internally. What a joke.

As one of the maids poured red wine into your glass- the only thing that seemed to keep you sane these days- you thanked her and struggled to contain the sigh when the king clinked against his glass to get everyone's attention, silence spreading throughout the hall in an instance. The court members across the table looked eagerly at their young king who met eyes with everyone with a smile before he cleared his throat.

"I hear your concerns, and I hear your opinions. If I may... Lord Kang? What do you suggest we do to balance our imports and exports? We do not want the public to wonder if we're relying too much on Utopia."

You cast a glance towards the man seated across the table from you, his eyes fixated on Lord Kang who got up and began, "We've always had good relations with Utopia, especially after the union of our kingdoms not too long ago, Your Highness. I think if there is no conflict in the dealings, as long as the people get what they want, it won't matter even if we rely too much on Utopia-"

"Are you suggesting that we actually rely too much on Utopia? Because I did not imply that that is the case. I simply do not want the people to stir... rumours."

You watched the men around Lord Kang hush him. You stifled the urge to roll your eyes- it had always been like this-

"What does Her Majesty think?" Lord Jung's voice brought you back to your senses and you straightened a bit, your eyes involuntarily travelling to meet the King's whose expressions were unreadable yet again.

"I'll have to agree with Lord Kang," you finally said and a murmur sounded across the room. "Trade has run constantly for a decade now. I do not think there is a reason to worry about the public yet. As far as balancing our imports and exports are concerned... I am not against the idea if the production of trade materials is stable. But overall... I don't think it will create much of a difference. What does Lord Park have to say about this?"

You managed to steer the discussion to Lord Park who further added to your point and you smiled to yourself as the people in the room nodded along and Lord Choi, the King's Right Hand, concluded the agenda. You made the mistake of meeting your husband's eyes once more and this time, you didn't miss the glint in his eyes.

Your husband. The youngest king in Eden's history, adored by the public, known for his brains. His brains had once attracted you-

And then you married him and found out just what sort of a person he truly was. A routine occurrence now, something you were sure you would be experiencing tonight too.

And sure enough, after a hearty dinner (though your appetite decreased with each passing second) and chats with the people of the court, when you retired for the night, you went to your room accompanied by guards- guards who would station themselves a good distance away whenever the King would return to his chambers. You never met eyes with the guards- you didn't want to see any sort of pity in their eyes for you. Your personal maid was enough for that, though she never offered a word of kindness- you wondered if that would be considered treason or if the maid was just being cautious.