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y'all wanted another one so...

here ya gO

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          3RD PERSONS VIEW。

a shocked expression fell on jihye's face as she watched the prince run up to jaeyoung and engulf the girl into a hug, exclaiming, "haera! i finally found you!"

"what the heck?" was the only thing that left jihye's mouth as she clenched her fists, not caring if the piece of jewelry she held in her grasp hurt her.

"this isn't supposed to happen." jihye whispered, shaking her head as her eyes couldn't seem to leave the two figures that were hugging. her plan failed.

miyeon giggled, a smirk creeping up her lips as she watched jihye stand there embarrassed for accusing the wrong person. her eyes trailed down, catching something shine from one of jihye's hands.

that's when she noticed. a gasp escaping her lips, this liar.

an angry expression plastered on her face, miyeon marched towards jihye and grabbed the girl's wrist, pulling it up as the pendant necklace fell from her grasp.

everyone had a look of shock as the true thief was actually jihye.

"no... you ruined everything!" jihye yelled and tried to push miyeon away but she back away before jihye's hand could even touch her.

"i'm so disappointed at you, jihye." the said girl flinched, her body freezing at her father's voice. "you're coming with me." and with that, jihye left without another word, tailing her father who was a leader of the mountain clan.

jaeyoung stood there, eyes wide as her mind went blank. the hug felt so gentle yet tight, as if the prince didn't want to let go of her again. she heard sniffing noises, it came from hyuwon.

"i'm so sorry i let go of you– haera–"

the girl was out of words to even say anything. she looked down, her arms around hyuwon as she gulped. "i-i..."

hyuwon patted her back softly, "haera..."

"my name is jaeyoung... at least it is now..." she said in a low voice as hyuwon slowly let go of her, but his hands still loose on her shoulders.

"let's talk privately."

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jaeyoung sat on a chair, her eyes roaming around as she faced hyuwon. the prince had a wide smile plastered on his face, "haera... do you remember me?"

the girl, a frown on her face, shook her head sadly, "i'm sorry... i feel like i've seen you... like personally before."

"i'm prince hyuwon of district valfield. i am your brother, haera."

jaeyoung bit her lip, looking down as she fiddled with her gown, "i can't be a princess."

hyuwon blinked; confused to why the girl said that. "haera..."

"i understand. i guess i am haera. with all the evidences and proof... but why..." she felt tears slowly trickling down her cheeks, "why a girl who doesn't even care about the royal family? what good can i even contribute–"

she felt a hand on top of her head and she looked up, stopping her words. she met eyes with taeyong who looked down at her, "you are the good, jaeyoung-ah."