The prince

Problem

The evening has come as Jisoo didn't want them to wait for her, she just dressed up like usaul.

You look great!

She chuckles at his complement but he doesn't look bad either with new outfits she never saw before. Guess what she need to used to this style of him, prince-like-style.

Yuta holds her hand, leafing her to the dinning area. Jisoo is always amaze by every corner of the place. This is sure where he lives, Palace.

The photos on the wall are all good, partically the only prince here when he was a child. She found him more cuter than mochi mochi cutie ball. Also his parents, both of them look so good together.

Suddenly, she felt abit off when thinking about his parents, she wants so much to feel how family is like. Something critical here is being scared of meeting his parents who she had never met before. The thought earlier in the room comes back to her clouded mind.

Yuta clutches their holding hand tighter, encouraging her to straighten up.

Don't worry. Just be yourself. I'll be right next to you all every seconds.

Jisoo's lip curved up abit but the worried thought still haunted her.

Look, There they are.

The image of oldies in their 50s welcoming her with their warm smile, kick away all of her bad ideas. She suddenly feels amazing.

Mom, Dad, This is Jisoo. Jisoo, this is my parents.

My honor, your majesty!

Jisoo bowed down at them, trying her best to greet them politely since this is not her thing.

Aww, Don't be too formal. Just call us like how Yuta always does.

Princess Naka comes to her as she leads Jisoo to the dinning table. What she just said caught Jisoo off gaurd. What did she mean by calling them like how Yuta does?

That might not be good, your--

That will be good, young lady.

The king's brother talked for the first time and she just realized how his vioce sounds like Yuta, just a bit deeper.

Let's stop this here. Jisoo, you might be hungry since you have been unconcious for 2 days.

Oh! And I made all of these just for you. Dishes might taste weird since I rarely cooked Korean food.

It's ok, your majesty. I'm very honor for you to do these for me. Thank you so much.

See? I said just to be normal.

The dinning table which is just sat by 4 people seems to be quite but they have no idea how the Korean girl feels like.

Jisoo really wants to cry any minutes now. The warmth feeling of family atmosphere pushes her to the edge of bursting out of tear.

I heard from Taeyong that you're an orphan. How was that?

The mood suddenly went down. Yuta noticed her as he hold her shaking hands. She gave him a sad smile.

Honestly...I don't really know who I am...I didn't remember where I came from..and..I have never known what 'Parents' means.

Jisoo smiles weakly at the royal family as she awkwardly tried not to tear out.

Nearly 20 years, No one ever mentioned about two of them and she was about to forget she has no parents. They left her since her fifth birthday at the orphan door.