royal blood

26 | superare la paura.

" young journalist lee taeyong, found dead in a horrifying way inside of the holy royal palace of hlorrendin. what does this have to do with the death of holy crown prince doyoung ? is this a sign that both men were murdered, and that the killer is hiding within the hallways of the beautiful palace ? "

yuta was drinking his coffee, before he suddently read the article of the local newspaper. he put the cup down, letting out a sigh. he had met taeyong not too long after doyoung's death. now, a man he could consider a friend was now dead. he was gone, and his death left a mark on yuta.

he looked around, trying his best not to cry in such an unexpected setting. he was waiting for sooyoung to come downstairs and leave for a show, but he was now thinking a man who had lost his life so suddently. he knew that doyoung was murdered, and now he was murdered as well.

" mr. nakamoto ? " sooyoung asked, as he suddently looked up. she was still wearing black, a weird choice for a woman who was usually dressing in brighter colors that showed off her figure and made her feel confident in herself. black did not suit sooyoung, and yuta had always wanted to ask her what had shifted in her, to choose going for something rather new. " are you okay ? "

" yes, i am. " he let out a laugh, rolling his newspaper and putting it in his pocket. " i suppose you are ready for us to go ahead and leave. " he got up, clearing his throat. " please, get in the carriage. " he smiled, opening the door for sooyoung to get it.

sooyoung remained quiet for the whole carriage ride. she managed to read a little of the article dedicated to taeyong, a young journalist who's life was taken in the palace. what could have lead to such an unfortunate event ? she also read about a possible murder, and doyoung's death being one as well.

as she got out of the carriage, she looked over to yuta, who was still reading the newspaper. previously, when she was going to leave, she saw yuta almost crying over whatever he read from the newspaper. she was certain it was about taeyong, but she happend to wonder why yuta was so attached to a man who had died.

" mr. nakamoto, i seem to have noticed that you are really feeling terrible about the sudden death of mr. lee taeyong. " sooyoung approached yuta, who was shocked to hear her words. he raised his eyebrow, trying to think of a response. " i do not try to make fun of you, obviously, but it is interesting to me how weird you have acted. "

" it is very sad to me, because i ran into him not too long after his highness' death. he expressed how much he believed that he was not murdered, and that it was not a coincidence it happend at that time. " yuta told sooyoung, who's eyes widened.

" murder, you say ? " sooyoung said, as she walked closer to him. " do not tell anyone else, but i also believe that his highness was murdered. " she let out a sigh, as it was yuta's turn to be shocked once again. " yes, i know i am not really involved in the royal scandals, but it is quite impossible that his highness .. "

" is this why you are wearing black ? " yuta asked sooyoung, who was clearly unhappy with the fact she got cut off. " you are strange these days, but i doubted it was going to be from such a manner. i thought you simply chose to wear something new, but is there something more ? "

yuta tried putting the pieces of the puzzle together. the nights in which sooyoung asked him to take her to strange places that she had never been before, to the times she was gone and not heard for a few hours, unusual for such an important actress like her. she was strange for a long time, but things got even weirder once doyoung died.

" what relations did you have with his majesty ? " yuta asked, as sooyoung let out a gasp. " it is impossible for you to worry so much and change your whole life for a royal, without knowing anything else about him. what was he for you ? " he let out a laugh, as sooyoung tried to avoid his look. " please, answer. "

" i am in no place to answer your stupid questions ! " sooyoung yelled, as a few people stopped, to look at them. " he was like a beam of light in my world of darkness. doyoung was the last piece of puzzle i needed to get myself together. i loved him to the end and back, and i still read his letters to me, to calm down and feel loved. " she said, as tears rolled down her cheeks.

gasps, scoffs and pure shock was amongst the crowd of people gathered around the two. sooyoung looked at all of them, realising what she had revealed to everyone in a fit of rage. she covered her face, unsure of what to do in the situation she was put in.

suddently, she felt a soft pair of arms wrapping themselves around sooyoung's shoulder. she looked up, seeing doyoung. sooyoung knew he was not real, but a fragment of sooyoung's imagination. sooyoung shaked her head, as she continued to cry in the middle of the street.

she threw herself to the ground, looking at the sky. everywhere she looked, she saw doyoung. he was looking at her, smiling and trying to approach and let her know everything was going to be fine. however, people started looking at her and pointing to her.

sooyoung could feel her nose bleed. she closed her eyes, smiling. she felt how yuta started to shake her, but she was not going to respond to his desperate tries to see if she was alive or not. she shaked her head, as she could hear the claps from the show that changed her whole life.

the show that lead to her meeting doyoung.

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sooyoung thanked the audience, that came to see her perform late in the night. it was almost ten o'clock, but men and women of all ages came to throw flowers for their beloved actress. she took all of the flowers, as she saw multiple people leaving.

as she turned around, she heard the footsteps of a person approaching her. she turned around, before her eyes widened. it was doyoung, who was holding a bouquet of beautiful white flowers in his hands. he smiled towards sooyoung, as he handed her the flowers.

" i know you are usually supposed to get flowers thrown on stage as people leave, but i figured it would be nice of me to come and greet you myself. " doyoung said, as sooyoung started bowing towards him. " please, stop bowing. i can not thank you enough for being able to perform such beautiful shows. "

" oh, your majesty, i am shocked to hear words like these come out of your mouth. you are a wonderful person, and i should be the one to thank you for coming herself yourself, to look at me and my co-stars. " sooyoung smiled towards doyoung, who took her hand slowly.

he placed a soft kiss on her hand, as sooyoung could feel her cheeks starting to burn. she quickly looked away, before hearing that a laugh escaped doyoung's mouth. " i wish that you were able to stop being so shy around me. i do not expect you to think of me highly, afterall, we are all human. "

" you are right, but i am still shocked by your kindness towards me. " sooyoung said, as she finally looked back at doyoung. " i thank you, once again, for these beautiful flowers, your majesty. " she smiled, taking another look at them. she could see doyoung looking at her with lovely eyes, ones she'd never seen before on someone's face.

" it is a weird question, but would you like to come and spend some of your time with me tonight ? "

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