Hera awoke to a disorienting scene—the floor beneath her was hard, and the walls of the room looked ancient, bathed in sunlight that filtered through a small window. Sunbeams danced across the floor, casting an ethereal glow over the space. Hera's heart raced as she took in her unfamiliar surroundings, panic mounting within her.
She sat up abruptly, her mind reeling with disbelief. She hoped fervently that this was all a dream, that she would wake up in her own room with her familiar surroundings. She pinched herself, but the reality remained unchanged. Tears welled up in her eyes as she realized she was truly in an unknown place, far removed from everything she knew.
Desperation seized her, and Hera slapped herself several times, hoping to awaken from this surreal nightmare. But the hardness of the floor and the ancient walls were all too real. She screamed and shouted, her voice echoing off the stone walls, her panic escalating with each passing moment.
Suddenly, the heavy wooden door burst open, and two men entered the room, their attire strikingly traditional—hanboks that spoke of a different time and place. One of them walked forward trying to talk to her.
As the man approached, Hera observed his striking bluish-grey eyes, admiring their beauty. Clad in a traditional blue hanbok, he exuded a sense of elegance and handsomeness.
"Hey Hey calm down Ms.. It's alright.. We mean no harm to you.. We found you passed out on the ground in the outskirts of our village..." the man said reassuring her, his voice seemingly calming her panicked state for a moment.
The stranger's words sent a shiver down Hera's spine, causing her heart to plummet into the depths of her stomach. With trembling lips, she managed to whisper, "W-where am I?"
Assuringly, the man comforted her and suggested she freshen up before they engage in conversation.
As the bluish-grey eyed man turned to depart, Hera's gaze shifted, and she finally noticed the other man standing in the corner, his watchful eyes fixed upon her. Meeting his gaze she got lost in a trance staring at those golden brown eyed orbs seemingly loosing her sense of situation for a while when a loud sneeze caught her attention as she turned to the blue grey eyed man who looked embarrassed.
The golden-brown-eyed man remained stoic, observing the scene with a watchful gaze.
"Brown was never the favourite until I saw your eyes~"
The two men then left the room leaving Hera alone to grapple with her situation. Just as she turned around hoping to look for the pendant that was the cause of this tragedy the door opened again. An elderly woman entered the room, laying out Hera's clothes. Hera, still in a daze, mechanically followed the instructions, hoping to make sense of the situation.
When she emerged, Hera found herself in a long cream gown which cascaded to her ankle. She walked out of the room and walked to the open hall joining the two men and the elderly woman for breakfast, feeling apprehensive and unsure.
They ate in silence, the weight of unanswered questions hanging heavy in the air. Finally, after breakfast, the two men turned their attention to Hera, who felt a surge of nervousness.
The elderly woman excused herself, leaving Hera alone with the men. The bluish-eyed man introduced himself as Taehyung and the other as Jungkook. Hera managed to utter her name in response.
Taehyung, with a mix of concern and suspicion, questioned Hera about her presence in the streets at midnight and her origins. His inquiries overwhelmed Hera, who retreated slightly in fear.
Jungkook's demeanor grew stern, and he warned Hera to answer their questions or face dire consequences. Hera, now visibly shaken, pleaded for understanding, claiming she had no memory of how she arrived there.
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A Love Across Time
Historical Fiction"A Love Across Time" is an enchanting tale that transcends the boundaries of time and space, weaving together the lives of two souls destined to be together. Set against the backdrop of shifting epochs and distant worlds, the story follows the inter...
