A group of pirates arrived to Incheon, where the Han's palace is placed, and somehow ended listening the sad story of the crown prince, so they do such a piraty thing like took the prince out of his cage in the middle of the night, willing to teach...
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When Jisung was a child, he traveled a lot with his parents. Every time his father had some important reunion, he would follow him, and their servant would take him wherever he wanted, he really had a lot of freedom.
In one of those trips, followed by his keeper, a woman called Moon Byulyi, he was going for a walk in the crowded roads in Busan. The little prince's eyes made contact with another child, with an adorable smile and sharp shaped eyes.
Jisung, ignoring his keeper's screaming, leaved her side, running until he reached the little child, spotted with flour, dust and mud.
— Hi. — He spoke with confidence in his voice, and bend down near the kid, playing with a stick in his hand, swinging it in the air. — I'm Han Jisung, thd crown prince ¿And you?
The Busan Kid, thinking that the other child was trying to play with him, ignoring the fact that it wasn't some kind of lie, he pressented himself. — I'm Yang Jeongin, a fierce pirate, and this is my sword. — Said showing his stick. — I can find anotherone for you if you want to play together. — Jisung screamed out of joy, he had never played with other kids, he only had the servants, but they were boring adults.
The kids runned arround, searching for the perfect stick for Jisung, followed by miss Moon, who had never runned so much in her life.
A long fifteen minutes later, the kids finally found it, even if they were about to give up in their mission, and they started to play fights near the bread place of Jeongin's mother in the Busan market. The prince was loving that place, the scents mixed in the air in a magnificent way and the shouting of the sellers made a jovial atmosphere that Jisung was not used to.
Byulyi finally arrived with no breath, the bread lady and Jeongin's mom sympathizing with the other woman, offered a place to sit and a glass of watter while the kids played.
Jisung was playing with advantage, as a prince, he learned swordplay since he had memory, and he was really good, some people had told him that he had natural talent with it. — ¡You're good! ¡Be my best friend!
— ¡Okay! — Jisung, really excited to make a friend, jumped into his arms, staining his fine clothing with flour and dirt, making the poor lady who was taking care of him almost faint.
— ¡Your majesty, please be carefull! — She screamed, running towards Jisung to shake the dirt out of him, dressed with his palace's clothes.
Jeongin and his mom looked at Jisung as a blue snot was getting out his nose, the Busan kid was the first one to react, jumping out of joy — ¿Are you a real prince?
— Yepi
— ¿And you live in a castle?
— In fact, is a palace, but... ¡Yes! — Jisung, at his six years old couldn't understand why that child was so happy to hear that, for him it was just his house, it was just him, and didn't understand what being a prince really meaned for everyone else.
— ¿Can I go to visit you to your palace?
— ¡Sure! I will talk about it with my dad
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It better be good cus i spent an hour and a half just translating this s*it ( ╹▽╹ )
As Ateez said once in a song: Im not okaaaay
(Kidding, i love this story so much i could never hate to spend time on it)
If you see ANY mistake or read something that can be better, please tell me, as i said, im spanish, i dont use english more than series, so i really need some guidance.
