PROLOGUE

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*vrrrooom*

*shake!*

*jolt!*

The car keeps driving along a road completely devoid of people. I wonder how much time has passed since I was forced into the car. My seat in the back in flanked by two silent and brawny men.

。。。。

How did I end up here again...?

Oh, the bracelet. I squeezed the bracelet in my hands. I was forced into the car because of this bracelet .

Where are they taking me? A police cell? Court? I should never have picked this stupid thing up!

*screeech*

*click*

Suddenly, the car came to a halt, and the door was opened. The men hustled me out of the car.

(Wow..)

It wasn't a court nor a police cell either.

(But..what is it?)

A large fountain and many colorful flowers blooming all over the place.

And- a building towering in the distance.

(A castle? No... More like... A palace? A shrine)

A huge building towering beyond a seemingly endless square. It's size and presence inspired all on all who looked upon it.

(..Amazing)

I almost forgot my place when the men started rushing me towards the edifice. Before long, we ended up in front of a large gate. The men spoke to the guards at the gate and then took off hurriedly.

(H-hey wait a minute!!!)

As I panicked, the great, heavy gate swung open in front of me.

*scrreeech*

Ivan: I have been waiting for you.

Yoona: w-who are you?

Ivan: my name is Ivan. I am the butler at this palace.

Yoona: oh..hi

Ivan: his Majesty Tamir is dying to meet you. Please walk this way.

Yoona: his Ma...what!?

(P-palace!? His Majesty Tamir?..w-why!?, he's been waiting for me? What does that mean!?)

A man emanating dignity from his entire body, sat calmly on his throne.

Tamir: are you the 'thug' who intends to over throw my 800 year old family?

(W-who is this man?,.. And where am I?)

Ivan: you're in front of the King. Behave yourself

As I looked around Ivan silently but fiercely snapped at me.

(T-the King? Of this country? Why am I here?, and this 'thug'...did he mean me?)

Ivan: the bracelet you carry is an heirloom of the royal family.

(Bracelet... Does he mean the one I picked up earlier?)

Ivan: it has been lost for some years now. Who knew a girl like you had stolen it?

Yoona: !!! I did no such thing!

Ivan: do not raise your voice. Then why do you carry the bracelet ?

Yoona: well...I...

Tamir: Ivan. At least give the girl a chance to defend herself.

Ivan: as you say, your Highness.

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