Thank You Woojin

King Woojin

Kim Woojin
Kim Woojin did not consider himself a short tempered or impatient man. He was many things, but not those. He was kind, generous and loyal to the surrounding kingdoms as well as of delicate touch and an eye for beauty. However, he was also a tad picky with people. Tad might have been an understatement but he did try not to let his distaste show. Sticky, uneducated, tasteless scoundrels were not creatures he was fond of, but it just so happened to be his luck that standing in front of him was a sticky, uneducated, tasteless scoundrel who had shortened his temper considerably, as well as stripped him of his patience. This creature of interest was covered in grub (or it might have been freckles) and was currently gazing at him with big, watering eyes and a sickening pout.

Lee Felix
This was the last thing Felix had imagined. The gallows he had, and guillotine had positively taken the starring role in his imagines, but a full hearing in front of the King himself, as well as the people and staff of the palace, definitely hadn't popped up in his wildest dreams. His crime, or sin as the King had so daintily put it, had been of the least magnanimity to both him and everyone in the court room. Or at least, that's what he thought he'd thought. At this point he wasn't sure. All he knew was that the guillotine would have been a shorter, cleaner way out of this. But since the King wanted it messy then so it be.

Seo Changbin
Tears were one thing Seo Changbin had never seen on Felix's face and he knew that boy all too well to know that they were just an act. He didn't speak very proudly of knowing the boy; in fact, his life would have been a whole lot easier if that gremlin had never made it to the face of the earth. Far too many a time had he chased Felix around the extensive grounds, hunting him down for god knows what. As the chief of the army, he shouldn't have been subjected to such a irksome job but it was how it was. Most of the time, Changbin didn't even know what this regular offender had done and now was not an exception. As he peered through sharp eyes down at the dishevelled boy from his place next to the King, he pondered how exactly Lee Felix planned on squeezing his way out of this one, just as he had countless times before.

Han Jisung
Jisung didn't even know how he was here among the "jury" of the palace. Or why, in fact. All he knew was that if he hadn't been here then he would have been cruising down the stream or cracking conkers with Hyunjin. Being the cooks son gave him more free time than most of the castle kids and he preferred it that way. It also gave him access to fresher food and to say that one of his favourite pastimes was tasting and critiquing his mothers food for her would not be a fib. But it sort of ended there. Han Jisung didn't care for much, nor was he very observant, and that was why he had resorted to sticking him thumb through a hole in his pullover rather than pay attention to his surroundings, eventually deciding to ask Hyunjin to fill him in later- not that he really cared.

Hwang Hyunjin
Hwang Hyunjin was definitely most observant. In fact, he'd probably seen more than the night watchers and soldiers combined and that ended up in him knowing a lot. And he knew that he knew a lot. He was quite the sly fox and with his ability to put two and two together, he knew exactly what was going on in the courtroom right now. It amused him more than anything to be honest; the situation and the passively bewildered look on Seo Changbins face. Hyunjin knew he wasn't in Changbins good books, but his status of being in charge of the vegetable patch had saved him a good few times from his, but mainly Jisung's, antics. In fact, he and Changbin had, as of late, come to a truce. As long as Hyunjin and Co. didn't break the boundaries and as long as Changbin didn't spill on them, they were good. The dark eyed soldier was quite a good sport to be honest, but as much as Hyunjin wanted to fill him in on the situation, he knew better than to walk into an opportunity unfavourable towards himself. He would have to settle his ideas with Seungmin instead, as he always did.

Kim Seungmin
Seungmin was definitely more observant than Jisung; taking care of gardens and honing flowers did that to a person. He was also able to hold a conversation well and that was why Hyunjin had taken to him so decently. When the boy got sick of Jisung and his one tracked mind he would seek out Seungmin and the latter would be more than obliged to discuss whatever theory Hyunjin had at the tip of his tongue. The two boys didn't cross paths as much as Jisung did with Hyunjin, but that had not stopped years of conversations about soil and weeds result in making Seungmin take quite a fancy to Hyunjin and his broad knowledge of their not so broad world. He enjoyed the tall boy's company; he was definitely a better option than Jisung, whom he was sure knew nothing about what was happening inside the room right now. Hyunjin rarely told Jisung anything he'd found out so Seungmin was sure the latter knew, and cared, nothing of how the epicentre of this whole situation was, in fact, standing next to him with a slightly concerned but more bemused smile upon his face, scot free.