prince | park woojin

➸ 03

✧˖*°࿐ three✧˖*°࿐

"I think we match well," Guanlin said. That was the only thing he said in the past four hours while they strolled in the castle that now seems far too small. Guanlin sat across from her in one of the smaller tables that was connected in the dining hall. Jaen nodded, spinning the spoon in her coffee cup.

As Guanlin began to continue his speech that most princes do before they part ways with the princess, Jaen thoughts wandered to Woojin. He was definitely interesting and good looking but the thing that stuck out from him was his damn hard work. She'd always catch a glimpse of Woojin on the same brown horse whenever he came back from his duties and yes— it was weird but it was fascinating to her whenever he would bring in new stuff wether it be trees, meat or even rocks. The highlight of her day was running upstairs, top of the castle floor and watch Woojin do his in castle duties.

"Thanks, Prince." she smiled. "We'll have to see when I meet the rest of the ball and I'll decide by then, hm?" she assured as they were nearing the exit doors of the castle.

"By chance, do you have your eyes on anybody?" The boy genuinely asks for countless numbers of reasons.

"Nope, not yet. I hope that doesn't stop you from trying, though. If I don't find someone I truly love, I'll marry from the Ong dynasty perhaps, though it is not ideal," she explains truthfully as they walk down towards the stairs. Guanlin holds her hand from the tips of her fingers, like a body guard preventing her from falling down or tripping on her dress.

"I definitely won't. The ball is in two weeks. correct?" Guanlin asks, making sure as they reach the doors of the castle.

"Yes, please come! I'd love to see you again, really!" she lies. The guards of the castle opens the doors for him, where he's met with an expensive white gold carriage with his castle name plate on the back of the carriage, stating he's royal if no one already knew.

Jaen thanks the guards, walking outside with the prince as he walks down the stairs. However, he is getting walked past by someone much lower than him, with bread and fish in their hands. It's Woojin.

"You aren't going to bow to me?" Guanlin asks, creating a scene as he grabs Woojin's forearm.

"Sorry," Woojin says. He bows to the prince, multiple of times before Guanlin straightens his back up.

"You workers really do not know your place, huh?" Guanlin spits on the poor boy who only takes his harsh comment. Jaen can only watch. She does not want Woojin to be aware of who she really is.

"It's time for you to go, Prince Guanlin," she commands as the Prince nods and runs down and into his luxurious carriage carried by two white horses.

Jaen walks away before Woojin can get a real good glimpse of her as she rushes off to her royal room, breathing in heaps. It was so damn tiring.

Woojin is left in a shock. He had just seen the presence of princess, but sadly, not her face. However, the voice. It sounded so familiar.

He has to tell pottery maker Jaen.