Destiny

Chapter 16

*HeeYoung's POV*

I stood in my room pacing impatiently. I was waiting for something,ANYTHING to get me out of here. Terrible thoughts ran through my head as i walked back and forth. 'What had SeHun so afraid?' I wondered to myself. I wanted to run out of the room but my obedience to him held me in place. I went over to the window and sighed heavily. 'SeHun,I hope you're okay~' I prayed silently. Just as my nerves were starting to get the best of me, I heard a knock at the door.

I went for it and almost opened it but SeHuns words came into my head. 'Don't open the door for anyone~' he said. I backed away from the door and hid in the wardrobe. It was quiet for a moment then another knock sounded. I waited silently for a moment then the door burst open. Through a small opening between the wardrobe doors I saw a group of men enter along with a tall man with whom SeHun shared striking facial similarities. He was clean,regal and wore a crown on top of his head. 'He must be SeHun's father' I thought to myself. He looked around the room silently and then yelled to his men "Find her!" I watched as the men tore through the room and held my breath. 'Find me?, I panicked internally, why me?' I cupped my hand over my mouth and tried to calm the fear that threatened to escape me. While closing my eyes I prayed they would leave me be. My prayers went unanswered as the doors opened and I was dragged out of the wardrobe and down to the throne room. As we entered I saw SeHun's father standing on the platform where the throne sat. The guards threw me onto the floor at his feet and I looked up to see him smiling down at me. "Ah,he said, HeeYoung, is it? Nice of you to join us."

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*MiYoung's POV*

I felt oddly elated as I laid back in Prince YiXing's bed and he described the night he killed his uncle to me. I was beginning to question my mental health with the absolute joy I felt. "So what did you do?" I asked. "Well, he said while making himself comfortable, after you left I snuck into his room and confronted him." "Uh huh~~?" I said unable to keep the sheer excitement out of my voice. I looked over at him to see that his eyes were closed as he travelled back in time to that night in his mind. "I went into his room and ask him what he did to make you cry. He said he'd just had a little fun with you and that if I wanted to I was old enough to give it a try. It took me a moment to realize what he meant but when I did it make me sick to my stomach." "Wait~~ so the thought of being intimate with me makes you sick?" I asked. His eyes opened slowly and he glanced over at me. "Are you going to let me finish?" He asked calmly. I blinked a few times then smirked and nodded. "Continue~" I said sweetly. He smiled slightly and closed his eyes again. "After he said that I got angry and he noticed it,he said, he told me that there was no need to be jealous and that we could share you if I wanted. He even had the audacity to say that when he had grown tired of you I could keep you as a pet. That was when I lost it." "So what did you do?" I asked eagerly. He smiled and shook is head as he continued. "In his room he had a set of daggers on the mantle above the fireplace. They were his prized possessions. After he made that comment I lunged at him and he shoved me into the fireplace." I gasped and placed a hand over my chest. My breaths became frantic as I started to roll him over to see his back. He chuckled a bit. "It wasn't lit~" he said. "Oh~" I said with a slight frown. I was glad that he wasn't harmed but a part of me wanted to see the scar. "So then what?" I asked while moving a bit closer to him. He pulled me next to him and wrapped his arm around me. "After i hit the wall he tried to grab me again but I moved out of the way. The big fat bastard tripped over my foot and fell into the fireplace causing the daggers to fall. He lunged at me again and I grabbed one and stabbed him." He said. I raised an eyebrow slightly and looked at him. "Surely one stab wound couldn't have done the job." I said. He smirked and winked at me. "It didn't" he said. A rush of excitement went through me and pooled between my legs. I giggled as I got on top of him straddling his body. "Where?" I asked. "Mostly his neck and chest area~"he said. I smiled brightly like a child at christmas time. "How many?" I asked. He chuckled and ran his hand up my thigh. "I lost count after 20" he said. I squealed so loud that I heard the guard outside stir from his usual late morning nap. "Why do I have this feeling you're enjoying this story way more that you should?" He asked. I smirked at him. "Oh,I'm enjoying this way more than you know~" I replied. I pulled my dress up over my head exposing my naked chest and leaned down to kiss him. His lips pressed against mine hard as he rolled on top of me. I snaked my arms around his neck and opened my mouth slightly inviting his tongue inside. He obliged and we both silently agreed that we would spend the rest of the day in bed.

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*KyungMi's POV*

"What do you mean everything?" I asked as I held him in my arms. "KyungMi~,he said, believe me I love my father but he is a tyrant and he does not take disobedience lightly." My eyes widened as he continued. "My brother and I were sent here to negotiate a previous agreement on our father's behalf, not to find women. Truthfully KyungMi~ We were previously betrothed to other princesses." His head hung low with his admission as he waited for me to scold him but I didn't. "You may have been before but now you're engaged to me and thats all that matters~" I said as I stroked the side of his face. "What?" He asked in disbelief. "You and I are getting married and no one is going to stand in the way of it." I said.

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*JinHee's POV*

"Okay~, I breathed, I'll stay" I took my hand off the door handle and spun around. I looked up at his face as he took my hand and led me back to the table. "Sit~" he said. I sat down and he took his seat again,this time he face facing me. I eyed him for a while curiously, I couldn't understand him. He smirked slightly,took my hand in his and closed his eyes. I stared at his face quietly. His eyes moved back and forth underneath his closed lids as if he was searching for something. I waited hoping that if I stayed quiet and still enough he could collect his thoughts. After a moment I decided that I didn't need an explanation from him and started to stand up again. With a swift breath he gripped my hand tightly,pulling me back into my seat. His eyes shot open and bore into mine. I stared at him in shock with my own eyes transfixed on his. "When I was a boy,he began, around age 11, my mother died." I stared at him for a while listening quietly and not knowing what to say. He loosened his grip on my hand and relaxed a bit before continuing. "I had never been extremely close to my father or even my brother. We all love each other but my mother was the light of my life. When she died she nearly took me with her. " He said. I sat there baffled for a while looking at him, once again I was lost for words. "Why are you telling me this?" I asked. He sucked in a sharp breath as if my words had been a blow to his chest. I watched as a single tear rolled down his face and his face became bright red. He stood up swiftly and angrily nearly knocking over his chair and crossed the room to the window.

He folded his arms and bit his lip as if he were trying to hold in the wave of emotion that swept through him. "I'm telling you this because everyone around her tip toes around me as if I'm not human! It's as if I'm this other worldly being that people are too afraid to even attempt to connect with. What is wrong with me?! Is being royal such a curse that no one ever tries to have a conversation with me?! No one tries to hug me! No one REALLY loves me! Damn it I've never even been in love myself! People just do as I say because I say it and I can't take it anymore. I am telling you this because I know about you, your mother, and your sisters, and I want you to fix me!" He breathed heavily as the tears spilled over from his eyes and his body shook. He covered his face with one hand and used the other to try and keep himself from toppling over. "What is there to fix?" I asked. His hand fell from his face and he looked at me with genuine confusion. I stood up and slowly crossed the room over to him carrying a piece of cloth I kept in my dress sleeve. He looked down at me in wonder as I dried his tears and wiped his face. "There is nothing about you that needs to be fixed, I said, especially nothing that can be fixed with magic. Tao, no one is perfect but I think you're damned close to it. You need not think of yourself like that." This time he was the speechless one as I hugged him tightly. As my head lay on his chest he wrapped his arms around me and I peeked up to see a faint smile spread across his lips.

In my time here I'd seen the prince behave in only one of two ways. He either acted like a jerk or acted like her didn't care, and that was the point. It was all an act. In reality he was no different from me or my sisters. He had loved and lost. He cried and felt pain just as any other human did and right now he was broken. He was broken and begging ME for help and I was determined to be there for him.