The Sun Proposed to the Moon

Bad Timing

When Kim Rok Soo and the children finally arrived back at the estate, the excitement to give Cale the bouquet of roses quickly faded as they were greeted by a tense scene.

Choi Han, looking desperate, stood with Ron, Beacrox, and Rosalyn—her hair dyed brown from magic, ten young children huddled around them, and a person on Choi Han's back.

That was Lock, a member of the Blue Wolf Tribe, and so were those young kids that were grouped together like penguins.

The young boy in Choi Han's arms was passed out, sweating profusely, and clearly feverish. He let out growls of discomfort despite his unconscious state.

'This lunatic is here already? We just got in the damn capital.' Kim Rok Soo wanted to roll his eyes but this was a dire situation.

It was a chaotic and tense scene with servants blocking the entrance of the estate, not even allowing a well-known servant like Ron to pass. And at the center of this small brigade was none other than the second young master, Basen.

Basen, trying to remain composed, addressed Choi Han politely but firmly. "It would be better if you find an inn for the night. Hyung-nim is busy, and has no time to deal with... you."

Kim Rok Soo knew that Basen was conflicted on the inside. He could see Lock suffering and wanted to help him but he didn't want to choose between his loyalty to Cale and a random person he has no ties to. An inn seemed to be the best choice on both ends since they could send aid and Cale wouldn't have to know.

Cale was nearly killed by Choi Han and was abandoned by Ron, a man who raised Cale, for the person who could have ended his older brother's life.

Basen didn't like it. He may have disliked Choi Han and Ron but he didn't want to refuse someone innocent in this feudal dispute.

Choi Han, however, was desperate. "Please," his voice tight with urgency. "Lock needs help. We came here because we need assistance. We don't have time to go somewhere else."

"What's going here?" Kim Rok Soo stepped forward, his voice immedcately drawing everyone's attention.

Choi Han's eyes lit up with hope as soon as he spotted him. Rok Soo, aware of the tension, remained calm but inside, he was calcultating the best way to handle the situation. Cale had given him the same authority as himself, Cale over ruled Basen which meant Kim Rok Soo could make the call. His gaze flickered toward Basen, who looked upset, and then to Ron and Beacrox whose faces were as unreadable as ever.

Basen wasn't one to waste time. He stepped forward. "Sir. Kim Rok Soo," He began quietly, voice full of apprehension and concern for his brother. "I have already asked them to leave the premises and stay in an inn. If they continue to refuse then I'll have the knights escort them away."

Kim Rok Soo's expression remained stoic as he glanced at Basen, then at the group before him. " I understand your feelings but that young man, Lock, needs help." He spoke firmly yet calmly. "We'll let them stay."

Basen looked at Rok Soo with an expression akin to betrayal, though he must have thought Rok Soo was betraying Cale. Basen didn't argue further but he looked angry and stared silently at Rok Soo.

'Don't look at me like that...' Kim Rok Soo stared back silently before turning to the group, watching as the blockade of servants parted to let the group through the gate. Choi Han had visibly relaxed, though worry still clouded his face.

The servants looked nervously between Kim Rok Soo and Basen, sensing the younger masters anger and quietly wondered why Cale's lover would allow these people inside.