A child of the Crepuscle stumbled in a world far different from what she knew.
"The wind once told me, 'Yoru, there's nothing wrong if you let go. Once the past no longer shackles you, you will know what it means to be free.' So, tell me, how can I...
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"He's weird," Yona said out of the blue while she, her cousin, and Hak were in the courtyard. "He just... stays there and watch us."
A scoff came from Hak who rested at the base of a tree. "I think the term you're looking for, princess, is creepy."
Soo-Won lightly smacked the dark-haired boy's arm, his lips set into a disapproving frown. "I know he's weird-" he emphasized on the word. "- but Yoru is kind... unlike Hak." He ended with an innocent smile. Said boy gave him a look of mock hurt whereas the princess giggled behind the sleeves of her clothes.
"My lord," the trio of children stopped talking and glanced up at the roof. No matter how they thought about it, they could never figure out how Yoru seemed to make his voice loud enough for them to hear when he was on the roof. "It is time for you and the princess to head for the scholar's study." A whine came from Yona, making the older boy glance at her.
"Princess, would you rather have General Yu-Hon come and fetch you? Because I can see him heading here to make sure my lord arrives there in time." At this, Soo-Won chuckled and grabbed his cousin's hand. "We'll get going, Yoru. And like every other day, I order you to spend time with Hak. We'll see you guys in a few hours."
With that, he and Yona made haste for the study.
Yoru jumped down from the roof and landed right in front of Hak who didn't want to be bothered. "Lord Hak-""It's just Hak.""- I will be heading for the village. Since my lord ordered me to spend time with you again-" the dark-haired boy raised an eyebrow at that emphasis. "- you will be coming with me to buy something in the market."
Laughing mockingly, Hak turned on his side and closed his eyes. "No way."
The next moment, he found himself being carried like a sac of potatoes. "What the-?! Put me down!" He struggled in the warrior's hold but his efforts were in vain. Too tight was his grip and too strong was his arm. Yoru carried him effortlessly with a single limb for heaven's sake!
"Is this not what you call spending time with someone?" Amusement laced his voice and this only further annoyed Hak as he hit Yoru on the back several times with his fists. "Lord Hak-"
"It's just Hak, dammit!"
"- I advise you not to make a scene."
"You carrying me like this is already making a scene!"
Meanwhile, the servants of the palace tried their very best not to laugh at the hilarious sight right before them. Ever since the young Yoru arrived, they had never seen the young Hak be so... excitable? Irritable? Loud? It was a fresh of breath air in the palace, to be frank. The young warrior made things livelier around the children.
