"Hey", Maek Jong said out of the blue.
"What?", Su-Jin asked.
"I have to say, you're a really good fighter", he smirked.
"Are you praising me?", she laughed.
"I am going to answer that with another question; did you just laugh again?", he replied.
"What is wrong with laughing!?", she laughed more.
"Like I said; nothing. I just like you're laugh. It's cute"
"Oh...uh...thanks"
Awkward..., she thought.
"So, um...why don't we take a break first? That fight was tiring...", Maek Jong suggested.
"Sure", Su-Jin agreed as she stopped and got off her horse.
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Both were on the ground, resting as their horses ate when Su-Jin asked Maek Jong a question;
"Are we still far away from Silla?"
Maek Jong, who was lying down, looked up at her and answered;
"Not really. We just have to get through this forest, go on a certain path and that's it."
"Really? That's it?", she asked.
Maek Jong nodded, "Yes".
"We should get going then", she said. Just as she was about to stand up, Maek Jong stopped her.
"Hey, don't you think we should sleep? We can just travel in the night".
Su-Jin looked down at him and sighed, "Okay, fine".
She then lied down near Maek Jong and tried to sleep.
Eventually, sleep dawned on her and she drifted off to her deep slumber.
Maek Jong stayed there, looking at the princess (a/n: oh god, here we go again).
She can sing, she's beautiful, she's tall, she's a great fighter...
He turned his back to her and smiled as he shifted. He closed his eyes and began to sleep with one last thought on his mind;
She's perfect...
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Fanfiction》read description until end please Park Su-Jin is the daughter of a king in one of South Korea's areas, which typically makes her a princess. But her personality is a bit confusing. She is very mature but at the same time very rebellious and stubbor...
