The towns people stared at the men, they knew they were not welcomed here, to Seonghwa's understanding that Yunho was a traitor here, his father being Captain Changbin, though he never seemed to mention that part, their whispers in arabic that Seonghwa understood perfectly.
How badly he wanted to ravish their sick mouths, and twisted race philosophy, Seonghwa will never understand why mortals made ill of one another, putting them into boxes and division, but their strong glares made Hongjoong feel weird, he already had a limp from the venom, was it because of that? either way, Yunho guided them through the crowd of sick people.
They came across a house, a shabby, ridden house, it's foundations nearly falling down, and Hongjoong got the chills, it had a evil feeling around it, Hongjoong was surely it meant to nothing good, awhile resting in inn, Hongjoong could conversations about how there was a recent spotting at the 'old house' a criminal was among them, someone from Emerald Cove.
Was this the old house they were talking about?
"I don't like this place at all." Seonghwa stated, coldly.
Yunho gulped, "Well, theres a reason for that, this leads to Emerald Cove, this is the only way in." His voice hesitant, as if he shouldn't be telling us this.
"I thought it was a golden city, no?" Hongjoong spoke.
"Used to be, used run the whole island of morocco, but after the moroccan king found it that it was ran by bloody pirates and thieves, he ordered for the militia to close it off, and it became a underground city, but that was long before i was born." Yunho answered.
Those words caught Seonghwa's attention, 'long before he was born' wasn't he the captains son? Seonghwa did know that Captain Changbin was born a while ago, and Seonghwa barely remembers when the city was on land himself.
"What do you mean by that?" Seonghwa acquired.
Yunho halted his movement, trying to find the words, "Well, my dad is a mysterious person, one could say, it seems hes' been around forever."
"Hm, interesting."
Hongjoong looked at seonghwa, his eyes looked different then usually, no emotion, just simply thinking like a robotic machine, he seemed different last night, perhaps it was the awkwardness between the two, to be fair, they both confessed thier love for one another, but there was no agreement what exactly what they were, lovers? or boyfriends? or somewhere in between?
All of 3 them stepped inside the old house, the floors creaked, there was only one latchet, it seemed almost new, which meant that it was used for something.
Yunho opened the door, "Watch your step." Yunho encouraged.
It was a dark staircase, torches on the walls, spider webs, their footsteps echoing, there was a slight musk to the underground tunnel system, it racked of something old, a quick passage, the stones were beginning to cave in with one another, it clearly was unsafe.
Seonghwa helped Hongjoong step carefully into the dark abyss, the torches were so faded, it was pointless to have them in the first, but at least it didn't feel so darkly.
As they (all 3 of them) traveled into the underground cave system, suspension was rising in Seonghwa, what would he do if Captain Changbin ended up recognizing him? Would he fight back? Kill him? The question remains In his head, and he won't know the answer till later.
Yunho paused in his steps, gathering his breath, halting in the darkness, as he turned around to Seonghwa, letting the orange light. Contrasting his features to more dark then they are, creating a ominous feel.
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【A Composer's Heart || Seongjoong】
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