A Suicidal Bloom

Just how much did you suffer?

The fifth Prince slowly opened his eyes. "Your Highness! Thank goodness you're awake. Are you feeling any sort of discomfort?" An Eunuch asked.

"Will you all buzz off and quit bothering me?" The fifth Prince asked as he sat up. The servants bowed and left the Villa.

The fifth Prince held his nose as an excruciating pain washed over him. "Damn that crazy servant." He mumbled.

"Who are you talking about? Chaeyeon?" The fourth Prince asked.

The fifth Prince looked at his brothers. "No, I mean that beast that did this to my handsome face," he replied.

"I was right when I said she was vengeful." The second Prince said.

The fifth Prince looked at him confused before suddenly realizing. His face went purple.

"You mean I just survived an encounter with the ghost who is after my soul?" He asked.

"That's correct. You were beaten blue-black." The third Prince said laughing.

The fifth Prince's ears turned red. "No, I was taken off guard. I would've dealt with her if I had been prepared." He said with his chest puffed out still holding his nose.

"Tsk, tsk, a female servant beat you up like this; Royal Father and Mother should dig up a hole for you to die not a Lotus lake." The second Prince mocked.

"She is not a female but a beast! She pulled and bear me almost everywhere." He said in defense. Then as if remembering something, he reached up and touched his packed hair sighing as he felt the headband.

"It would've been disastrous you if she had pulled this off. Imagining being joined together with someone like that sends shivers down my spine." He muttered shaking his head.

"That would be very interesting to see," the third Prince laughed.

"Do not tease him any further, he has many wounds to recover from." The crown Prince said with a solemn look.

The fourth Prince burst into laughter as he couldn't hold it any longer. "He really has a lot of wounds. He was all, "thank goodness, get this beast off me!"

The fifth Prince face flushed bright red with embarrassment. "I will surely get you crazy ghost."

Later that night...

"What do I do? Your skin is all peeled!" Eunjeong said crying.

Chaeyeon exhaled. "Who got beaten? Me right. Then why are you crying?" She asked as she applied ointment on her wounds.

Eunjeong sniffled. "You have been through a lot Chaeyeon, I should have protected you enough."

Chaeyeon groaned. "You know the best way to protect me right now?" She asked.

Eunjeong shook her head. "By helping apply ointment on these wounds least it gets infected," She said. Eunjeong sniffled again. "You have a point." She collected the bowl of medicine from her and helped to apply it on her back gently.

"Does it not hurt?" Eunjeong asked. Chaeyeon exhaled again. "Compared to what I've been through, this is like a tickle." She truthfully replied.

"A tickle? What do you mean by that?" Eunjeong asked. Then as if answering her own questions, she started crying again. "Just how much did you suffer without telling me?"

Chaeyeon had to suppress the urge to put some buds in her ears to block out the noise but at the same time, Eunjeong words made her feel somewhat comforted.

Hence, she could not being herself to carry out her first decision. "Hey, I didn't say that to make you cry huh, I was only answering your questions truthfully or do you want me to start lying? I'm very good at that.."

Eunjeong immediately wiped her tears.

"No, I won't cry anymore."

Chaeyeon involuntarily smiled. "Hurry up and bandage them all I need to sleep."

"Alright."

Outside the room stood a man in black clothes covering partly his face. He turned and left almost like a spirit.

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"How is she?" The crown prince asked.

The messenger knelt in a reporting manner.

"She has a lot of wounds from the punishment but she seems fine despite the gruesome wounds your highness." The messenger said.

"What do you mean she was fine?" The crown prince asked.

"When the servant Eunjeong asked about her condition, she replied saying 'compared to what I've been through, this is like a tickle' Your highness"

The crown prince fell into consideration for a while.

What did she possibly mean by that? Could it be that she had gone through even more worse situations that I wasn't aware of? He wondered.

The crown prince held his head.

Han chaeyeon, what in the world happened to you?