Living in royal palace is similiar to a lion's den. Being a part of royal family means you have to be strong and sly as a... 𝓯𝓸𝔁?
Ateez au set in ancient Asia with slight elements of fantasy
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𝑸𝒖𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝑪𝒖𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑴𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄 ______
The loud footsteps resonated in the spacious halls of the palace. She was running for her life, breathing heavily not daring to turn her head around. She heard yells of dying men behind her, metallic odour of iron filled the air, her heart was beating like crazy. I can't... young woman stopped and fell to the ground, holding her hand at her ribcage.
Every breath was hurtful, it was unbearable pain for her. Salty pearls started to well up in her eyes and the skirt of her flowy dress made a blossom as she was kneeling down on the cold floor. ''I'm sorry brother... mother...,'' she sobbed as the heavy steps started to get closer and closer.
''P-please... l-let me go,'' woman looked up to the silhouette which now towered above her.
''Princess Eunbyul, you know that I can't let you live,'' a deep laugh filled the hall. Eunbyul was shivering with fear, her whole face was covered with tears.
''Then at least kill me swiftly, make my death clean and painless.'' He smiled at her, putting both hands on his sword which was painted with crimson red liquid, with the blood of her guards and other innocent palace servants.
''Any last words my dear?''
She shut her eyes and whispered, ''someone..., please..., save me.'' He was ready to swing his sword and Eunbyul was ready to accept one final blow but it never came. A hot liquid started to spray at her fragile and trembling body, changing her dress from light colours to bright crimson red. When she opened her eyes a tip of a jade blade was few centimetres away from her face. Suddenly the blade moved away from her and the body of the man who wanted to take her life away fell next to her. A scream of terror escaped her lips.
''Shush princess,'' a man covered in all black put his finger to the place where his mouth was. ''You don't want more of them to come here, now do you?'' She shook her head and became silent. ''That's a good girl,'' he crouched, gently patted her head and offered Eunbyul his hand. ''Can you move, beauty?'' She nodded her head. ''Perfect!'' After she put her hand into his, he swiftly grabbed her up from the cold floor which was flooded with red pond. The overwhelming smell of death made Eunbyul feel dizzy.
''Thank you,'' she whispered to her saviour. He just glanced her way and gave her a bright smile, at least she assumed that he did because most of his face was hidden under a black veil with golden embroidery of dragons. He lead her through elaborately decorated halls of the palace where she was staying. It wasn't a royal palace where the rest of her family lived but she loved it there anyway. ''How do you know who am I? I thought my brother and mother did their best to assure that this place and the fact that I'm here were well-hidden."
The man turned her way and stopped for a moment, "because I'm supposed to be your shadow." Eunbyul gave him a puzzled look. "How can I call you?"
