Do you mean it?

the wedding night

The maids led Wonyoung to Dae-yong's bed chamber with curious smiles. They were eager to know what the prince will do with his new wife and it was only fair because of how Wonyoung looked, perfection itself would bow down infront of her beauty.

She enters his bedchamber trying to make as less sound as possible as she stands infront of the mirror taking off her hair pin to let her dark brown wavy hair down.

As she was brushing her hair, she feels a pair of strong arms wrap around her waist tightly from behind pulling her closer to oneself. She looks into the mirror as Dae-yong rests his chin on her shoulder brething in the scent of her hair.

"You're unreal." he whispers in her ear. She relaxes against his strong chest sighing contented as she feels him kiss the top of her head. She couldn't understand how the same man behind her could be so cruel to people who do injustice. Maybe he was a good ruler and that's it but it still confuses her despite making her feel special as she feels more loved than anything.

"I already love you." Wonyoung whispers to Dae-yong turning around in his arms to face him. Her eyes drop to his shirtless body, his strong chest, flexing muscles making her thirsty.

He kisses her cheek pulling her closer and hugs her close to him. "Rest for now, I'll take care of you." he says caringly as she smiles softly at him feeling more loved than anyone to ever exist as he lays her down on the king sized bed and lays down beside her himself.

She snuggles into his strong chest startling him at first but he soon relaxes wrapping his arms around her and closing his eyes in order to sleep as she slowly drifts off to sleep herself.

The wedding night wasn't exactly special but...it was more than that.