Prince of RAVENTHORE |•KTH•|

11. The red Lapels

The Princess's chamber was dark and cold, the only flambeaux burning dim-ly beside the window was flickering due to the wind coming from the open window.

The Princess was wide awake, staring at the ceiling, lying like a starfish on the bed with Her tangled thoughts. Her long black brown hair spread around the princess's figure like a bedsheet.

Y/N shuddered in the cold as a chilled wind entered her chamber. Pulling the quilt upto her neck, she turned to the side, the quilt was covering her figure so smoothly.

Her gaze averted to the window, the large curtains flying due to the wind. It was so early in the morning, the sky was still dark outside. Princess woke up so early today even after sleeping late.

So she was using the quietness to make peace with her raging thoughts.

"You're in love."

"You've fallen for Prince Taehyung,
Y/N"

"Love..?"

How do anyone label their feelings as love for someone? What do they know about love?

Love which is so sacred.

The Princess's hand traveled up to her chest, placing her palm over her heart.

She remembers seeing Prince Taehyung in Namsan Kingdom, Y/N didn't know what pulled her towards him but she could never shake him off her thoughts. It was only a mere wish to get one glimpse of him again.

She could never realize when that mere wish grew into something more.

But it was never a desperation. It was a hope.

The Princess closed her eyes, recalling her interactions with the Prince till now.

He merely talked to her, or even looked at her yet her heart still flutters remembering it.

Her losing herself in front of Prince Taehyung cannot be due to some mere feelings.

Suddenly Y/N feels a rush inside her body which crept up to cheeks. Opening her eyes, Y/N grabs a cushion and wraps her arms around it, placing her left cheek over the soft surface.

It's so dangerous yet a very beautiful feeling that only thinking about Taehyung makes the Princess feel strange things.

Her shoulder hunched up as she stared at the sky outside the window.

Y/N doesn't know what love is!

What's the definition of love?

But whatever these beautiful growing feelings are blooming inside her, the Princess doesn't want to label them with anything. Not with Love.

She only knows that her heart is filled with immense respect and adoration for the Prince. And she will just keep these heavenly feelings hidden inside her.

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The palace maids and guards were bowing to the Royal Princess of Ruwana as she was walking down the royal corridor with a minister.

Y/N was bowing her head back in acceptance with a constant small smile on her face. Her light red and white hanfu flaunting itself on the Princess, some of the long hair strands were braided while the rest were left open reaching below her hips.

"This way ,your highness." The minister turned into a left corridor.

Excitement was rushing through the Princess's veins. Today, there're songs and different types of dance performances being organized for the evening. Dance performances including classical and folk dancing.