Worst Nightmare

Chapter 11

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The Next Day

Night Shoot...

The following night, the director had originally postponed the bed scene, but as the evening wore on and a light drizzle began to fall, he reconsidered. The moody, atmospheric weather provided the perfect backdrop, so he decided to go ahead with the scene featuring Folk and Yoko. Despite the late hour, the crew set to work preparing the set, which was located in a traditional house deep within the forest, far from the village.

The setting was enchanting—an area resembling an ancient palace. On the upper floor, there was a sacred space where the Queen used to pray, adding a layer of authenticity to the scene. Behind the palace, a small lake shimmered in the dim light, enhancing the overall ambiance. The secluded location was perfect for the intimate scene, but it also required caution, as the old doors needed to be handled carefully when closed.

Given the isolated location and the sacred nature of the site, only a few people were allowed on set. Manager Oppa, who was supposed to stay with Yoko, had some urgent work, so he entrusted Faye with the responsibility. Two members of the security team, including Freen, were also present, ensuring the safety of everyone involved. The villagers had granted permission for the shoot out of respect for the Princess, making the moment even more significant.

The set was meticulously created, connected to the palace, and designed according to the historical records detailed in a book. Faye, however, was less than thrilled. The idea of watching a romantic scene between Folk and Yoko filled her with irritation, but she had no choice but to stay.

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Yoko was almost ready, her costume perfectly in place, with only her hair needing a final touch. Luna was carefully styling her hair to give it a sensual, slightly wet look, perfect for the scene. As Luna worked, she noticed the nervousness in Yoko's demeanor.

"This isn't your first sensual scene. Why are you so nervous?" Luna whispered, keeping her tone low so as not to break the formal atmosphere expected of her when speaking to the Princess.

Yoko glanced at Luna, her expression a mix of anxiety and uncertainty. She forced a nervous smile and replied, "I don't know... It just feels strange this time. I can't explain it."

Before Luna could offer any words of reassurance, a call for Yoko to take her place on set echoed through the room. Yoko took a deep breath, trying to steady herself, and with one last look at Luna, she headed out to face the scene that awaited her.

The room was meticulously designed to evoke an ancient atmosphere, with the air heavy with the scent of a unique flower, and the walls adorned in contrasting colors that complemented the traditional theme. Despite the meticulous attention to detail, Faye couldn't shake the heavy, unsettling feeling gnawing at her. It wasn't mere jealousy—it was something darker, a sense of foreboding that clung to her like a shadow. She glanced around, her discomfort intensifying as she breathed in the room freshener's scent, which only added to the strangeness of the atmosphere.

Trying to calm herself, Faye decided to step outside for a moment, hoping the fresh air would clear her mind of the unease that had settled in her chest. As she left the room, something felt off—an intangible sense of wrongness that lingered even after she had walked out.

Inside the room, Folk entered, taking in the traditional décor with a smile of approval. The director approached him, discussing the upcoming scene in detail. As they conversed, Yoko walked in, looking slightly uneasy. The director, noticing her discomfort, gently included her in the conversation, explaining where they needed to sit and how to convey the emotions required for the scene. His reassurance seemed to ease Yoko's nerves a little, though she still appeared somewhat tense.