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Chapter 10

"Ehh whatever" Beomgyu had to meet up with In-yeok today to get to know each other properly. He had enough to deal with wearing a tight corset draped with lace and now had an argument with his step mother because he wanted to wear a skirt. His step-mother hit him saying that he was a man and boys don't wear feminine clothes. Beomgyu loved crossdressing so he was pissed. He was satisfied with the fact that he could wear a pink corset but he wished to loosen the lace so he could actually breath.

"Young Prince, the King is calling for you below, Prince Su In-yeok has arrived" the maid called from outside his room. Beomgyu was in the middle of applying his makeup and rolled his eyes.

"Tell them I will be down shortly"

"Yes Prince" the maid left and Beomgyu finished with his lashes. He ran a finger through the highlights in his hair that was fixed by the maids. A flower crown crafted with pink roses and tulips sat on a soft velvet cushion. He placed it on his head and fixed his bangs. Before leaving, he glanced at the big mirror in the castle corridor and fixed his clothes. He loosened the pink lace and swat the dust from his formal baby pink pants.

Beomgyu POV:

"You can shut up now" this boy was getting on my nerves bye talking about the wedding to my father. Before leaving, my father pulled me aside and whispered a warning into my ear.

"I better not hear anything from In-yeok, behave yourself"

The carriage ride to the restaurant felt really long and quiet. Suddenly we came across the main road to the village, it was blocked. We could hear the driver telling us that he would need to go through the passages near the forest.

"Sorry sirs, we need to go through a longer passage" I groaned and looked out of the window.

"Don't worry, we will be there soon sweetie" ugh absolutely disgusting.

"Do not call me that"

"I'll call you whatever I want"

"You're not my husband"

"I will be, don't forget that sweetheart" I had to fight the urge to smack him in the face. Now he's just calling me cheesy names. I hate this. Right when I thought everything was bad it became even more embarrassing for me when we drove through the rocky path in the forest. It shook the carriage badly that I accidentally fell into in-yeok's lap. I squealed with the pain of his pant's buttons hitting my waist. He held onto me tightly and I couldn't shake him off.

"Please, let go of me" I glared at him with anger and embarrassment. I could feel my face turn red.

"No"

"Let go of me" he shook his head and started smirking.

"I swear, in-yeok, I'm gonna poke those ugly eyes of yours out of their sockets" his grip on my waist tightened and I try squirming to escape.

"Inyeok, let go of me or i will punch you?

"You know you can't hurt me, or your father will be involved. I suggest you stay quiet sweetheart"

"I'm not afraid of you" I looked him, dead in the eye "neither am I scared of my dad"

Surprisingly, he let go and nodded his head to the side. I shuffled out onto my seat. We both stayed silent for the rest of the ride.

"So, about the wedding"

"Don't"

"Don't what?" He chuckled.

"I do not want to talk about this"

"But-"

"Shush-"

Ugh, when will this end. I sure am hungry. I continue looking outside and ball my hands into fists.