royal blood

30 | do you have what it takes ?

sicheng sat in the study where taeyong's lifeless body had been found. he sat down on the chair, looking around the drawers of the desk that was brought back down, once taeyong's body was removed. he was trying to find anything that could help with their investigation, as taeyong had confirmed to be murdered.

sicheng still remembered the words he asked sooyoung. did she see doyoung's ghost ? he had heard the story from her fight with her carriage driver, and her claims that doyoung approached her and took her in his arms. it was a weird story, from a woman who he could call a widow. sooyoung had clearly suffered the most from doyoung's passing, and sicheng was still unsure of how to feel.

he thought of sooyoung, a woman who came from a simple backround and stole the crown prince's heart. he thought of the king and queen, who were not even happy to cherish their son and keep his legacy going. they were terrible people, heartless people who chose to disrespect their dead son.

sicheng could not help but think that they were involved in doyoung's death. some signs pointed to them, including their hatred towards him and love for others, like jaehyun. it was clear that, if doyoung was to die without an heir, jaehyun was going to automatically be chosen as a king.

however, doyoung did have an heir. it was still not born, but it still counted as a healthy heir, as long as it was born alive. sooyoung was holding the most important piece in the game of chess that royal palace of hlorrendin was playing with everyone. if she and her child were to win, the years of terror would come to an end.

sicheng suddently got up. he saw someone walking past his room, wearing a grey hood. sicheng rushed out of the room, trying to see in what place the person went to. it was a grey-hooded figure, one yeri had mentioned him and the infamous main suspect in wendy's investigation.

he looked around the hallways, before finally seeing where the figure was. it was standing infront of sooyoung's room, preparing to enter. sicheng widened his eyes, as he started to run towards the mysterious person. he jumped over it the moment the figure tried to get into the room.

" who are you. " sicheng said, as his face suddently got red. sooyoung, seulgi, jaehyun and wendy came towards him, as seulgi gasped, seeing the scene. sicheng took off the hood, before he experienced a sudden horror. no one was under the grey hood. " but .. they tried to enter the room .. i jumped over them .. i .. " sicheng looked up, seeing as everyone's faces started swirling around him.

laughter was heard from the whole hallway, as sicheng tried to cover his ears. he shaked his head, as a few hooded figures came around him. they took out knives, all coming closer to sicheng. suddently, one grabbed sicheng and slit his throat with the knife.

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sicheng got up from his bed, wiping off his sweat. he looked around his room, before realising that everything had been a dream. he shaked his head a few times, scared to think of what he saw in his dream. they slit his throath as the faces watched. sicheng looked at the clock, seeing that the sun was rising.

he got out of his bed, opening his door. he walked out of his room, seeing that yeri was walking down the hallway, drinking a warm cup of coffee. she smiled towards him, as sicheng tried to smile back to hear. however, he was still haunted by the events of his strange nightmare.

" good morning, baron sicheng. " yeri said, with an unusual bright smile, " today is a big day. i do not care if you are interested in this or not, but i am going to buy oranges at the local winter market. they are being brought from warm countries, and i can never miss out. " she let out a laugh, as sicheng nodded. " is there such thing in fetin ? "

" we do not experience such nice things over them. " sicheng let out a sigh, as yeri suddently dropped her smile. " and if jaehyun is to become king, that means that either taeil or jungwoo will take the crown for peleria. that also means another .. twenty years of pain and war for us. "