It was a dark and eerie night, with not a single star in the sky to break the monotonous black canvas. SEUNGCHEOL sat alone in his royal chamber, the weight of his grief and fury weighing heavily on his shoulders. The memories of the destruction of his kingdom and the loss of his people consumed his thoughts. All he could think about was revenge, to seek justice against the one responsible - JEONGHAN, the king of the rivaling kingdom.He stared down at the map spread out before him, his fingers tracing the familiar lines of his kingdom's border, now crossed with new borders from the invading force. The sight only fueled his anger, and he clenched his fists in frustration. He knew what he had to do; he had to confront JEONGHAN and make him pay for his heinous actions. With a resolute and determined glare, he stood up and began devising a plan to seek revenge on the one who had taken everything from himAs days turned into weeks, SEUNGCHEOL honed his skills and studied the weaknesses of JEONGHAN's kingdom. He trained his body and mind, preparing for the inevitable confrontation with his enemy. Every waking moment was consumed by thoughts of revenge, his anger fueling his determination and drive to seek justice.And then, on a dark and ominous night, just as the shadows played tricks on the mind, SEUNGCHEOL set out on his journey. His destination was clear - the enemy kingdom. As he approached the gates, his heart raced with anticipation and terror interwoven. The impending confrontation loomed closer with each step, and the air was thick with tension.As he entered the enemy territory, his senses were on high alert. Every sound, every movement caught his attention, and his hand instinctively gripped the hilt of his sword, ready for any unexpected attack. He moved swiftly and covertly, determined to reach JEONGHANG without being noticed. With each step, the heat of revenge coursed through his veins, pushing him forward.As he rounded a corner, his gaze fell upon a figure standing alone in a secluded corner of the palace grounds. His eyes widened in shock, recognizing the other king instantly. JEONGHAN, the very source of his suffering, stood there, unaware of SEUNGCHEOL'S presence. For a moment, SEUNGCHEOL hesitated, torn between his initial desire for revenge and a newfound sense of curiosity.He observed JEONGHAN discreetly, taking in the other king's demeanor and expression. There was a vulnerability in JEONGHAN'S stance that SEUNGCHEOL had never seen before. Something about the way JEONGHAN stood there, isolated and alone, tugged at his conscience.The heat of revenge gradually cooled as a new emotion emerged - pity. Despite the pain and suffering he had endured at the hands of JEONGHAN, SEUNGCHEOL found himself feeling a twinge of sympathy towards his enemy, as if seeing him at his weakest moment humanized him.SEUNGCHEOL remained in the shadows, contemplating his next move. He knew he had come for revenge, yet the sight of JEONGHAN in a vulnerable state awakened a different side of him. Perhaps, in the quiet of the night, a new path forward could be forged, one that transcended the boundaries of hate and destruction.As the minutes ticked by, SEUNGCHEOL's thoughts swirled, conflicted between his longing for revenge and a growing sense of compassion. The sound of a gentle breeze rustled the foliage, echoing the turmoil within his mind. In that instant, a decision took shape, a choice to deviate from the path of vengeance and explore a different outcome.He stepped out from the shadows, his footsteps echoing softly in the night air. JEONGHAN tensed, sensing the presence of an intruder, but his expression morphed from surprise to realization as he saw who stood before him. The two kings, once bitter enemies, faced each other, the air thick with the weight of their shared history and conflicting feelings.For a moment, they stood in silence, sizing each other up, the memories of their past conflicts hanging between them like a heavy fog. But amidst the tension, there was an undeniable spark of something more - a connection that neither could deny.
As the silence between them deepened, SEUNGCHEOL finally broke the tension, his voice filled with a mix of emotions.
SEUNGCHEOL: 'What brings you out here alone, JEONGHAN? Expecting an attack?'"
JEONGHAN's eyebrow arched, a hint of a smile playing on his lips.
