royal blood

02 | love who's next to you.

the moment she saw her brother dead on the couch, yeri couldn't explain to anyone how she felt. she didn't want to believe that doyoung was dead, and wanted him to get up and let her know that he was well. however, now she had to attend his funeral, and watch how doyoung walked his final road.

she sat in the front row as the three baron's sons and jaehyun were carrying the brown casket. yeri hid her face under a black veil, but she couldn't stop her tears. wendy pulled her sister into a soft hug, trying to comfort yeri, who was still in a state of shock.

doyoung reached the center of the church. the priest who had crowned him as a prince a week ago was now announcing that he was dead. he watched as yeri dropped to her knees, crying out that her brother wasn't dead and that it was all an imagination.

wendy noticed how hwan and jin ae were disappointed to see how yeri reacted. to them, yeri didn't have emotions. her whole life, she acted unbothered by what doyoung and wendy went through, but now, she showed everyone that maybe she did care for doyoung.

" yeri, let's go out. we are also still in a state of shock. you must go and take a deep breath. " wendy whispered in her sister's ear, as the slowly headed out for the backyard of the church. the baron's sons were sitting infront of the church, as one of them was enjoying a cigarette.

dong sicheng was also known as the tyrant. he was the middle son of the baron of peleria, and he wasn't expected to inherit anything. he was the same age as doyoung, and nobody liked him. his two brothers, taeil and jungwoo, were seen better in society than him.

" it's cold. " taeil smiled, before he handed his jacket over to wendy. " you should wear a jacket. it must be hard for you to awknowledge that doyoung has sadly passed away. but, you two can be strong. " he put his jacket over wendy's shoulders, as yeri turned to the other two.

sicheng continued smoking his cigarette, before yeri decided to leave the church. wendy remained on the same spot, thinking of taeil's words. she didn't understand why doyoung was dead. wendy felt a tear drop on her cheek, as she quickly wiped it off. she decided to go after yeri, when sicheng walked closer to her.

" please give this to your sister. i will be staying in ceham for a longer time, so i shall take it back when it's time. " sicheng handed his blazer to wendy, who nodded. she walked away from the man, quite scared of his presence.

" yeri ! " wendy tried finding her sister, finally seeing that yeri was sitting in the carriage, as she was quietly sobbing. " baron sicheng gave these to you. he wants you to wear his jacket, and he will come back to take it when it is the right time. " she told yeri, as she slowly put it over yeri's shoulders.

" wendy.. " yeri sobbed once again, as she took off her veil. " i don't want to believe that doyoung was murdered, and that he just took his own life. but .. why did doyoung want to die ? " she asked, as wendy sat next to her. she pulled her sister into a tight hug, " he was supposed to be the man who protected our country. "

" doyoung didn't want to become a king. last week, those were the exact words he told me. i tried to tell him that he was going to be a great leader, but he was sure he wouldn't become one. " wendy felt her tears rolling down her cheeks, finally realising why he told her those words.

" do you believe he took his own life ? " yeri asked, " wendy, we both know that doyoung wouldn't leave us without saying goodbye. the letter mother found .. it was faked, right ? he didn't have a lover, doyoung would never hide something from us, from you. " she grabbed wendy's arm.

" we might never know who that letter was dedicated to. " wendy looked out the small window of the carriage, " i choose not to believe that doyoung shot himself. but, we must believe that. it's better for us, for our country to let doyoung rest. " she couldn't believe her own words, but she tried to convince herself and yeri that maybe, doyoung was struggling.