From the lineage of royals who are recognized and privileged yet no longer in the position to rule the country, Taehyung is the only grandson in his generation. The only one who can continue the bloodline.
Considered a national treasure, he was over...
"Your highness, you can come in now...she's already asleep."
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For 5 days, the prince didn't show himself to Charlie. Unlike what the prince declared, she wasn't given grass to eat for meals...but it was true that she was isolated once again. Despite the consideration regarding her meals, she ate so little. Sometimes, she would leave her plate untouched...not even the bowls of assorted munchkins and white chocolate motivated her.
Charlie is sad. Most of her days were spent inside her room. With that, her skin turned more pale due to the lack of sunlight. I always inform the guilty monarch about how her days passed by. I knew the prince was just carried away as he was humiliated by Charlie's opposing opinion. Also, the topic was so sensitive and that is something the prince truly despised.
Everytime I inform him about how long she stayed indoors, how little her meal was, how silent she had become, I see sadness on the prince's face. I can sense that he was worried too. I frankly told him that what he did could possibly gave Charlie a trauma.
Because of that, he didn't want her to see him yet. So at night, he would silently sneak inside her room and watch her sleep.
I carefully opened the door to Charlie's room and let the prince come inside. I carefully closed the door and left them.
•Taehyung•
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I didn't mean to hurt her. It's just that...I'm angry about her not agreeing to me. I know she had her own say over this matter. But she didn't have to think out loud. Not in front of me and definitely in front of people under me. Now I don't even know how to face her...
I don't want her to be sad or change her mind about being here. Even if she refuses being my mistress, without my permission, she can't leave the palace. I hope she's not thinking of leaving... because it will break my heart.
I gently caressed her cheek where a mark used to be visible. The first night I visited her in her sleep I cursed myself upon seeing the aftermath of my temper. It was pretty bad...