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         3RD PERSONS VIEW。

the girl slowly woke up, feeling nauseous as her eyelids felt heavier than usual. groaning, her shoulder felt so numb as if it no longer pained her. she expected a little pool of her blood, only to find nothing. "that means... it hasn't been t-that long.. yet." she grumbled and slowly crawled towards the metal bars, a grunt leaving her lips every time she moved.

tears started forming in the rim of eyes again as she swallowed the thick lump in her throat, "a-anyone...?" she croaked out, desperately reaching through the bars.

"please... anyone..." she bit her bottom lip, slowly black dots started covering her vision. the more blood she loss the more lightheaded she became, there was no sight of mina either, she could die.

suddenly, she heard footsteps, "hello–"

"injae!?"

her whole body froze, that didn't sound like the boys at all, it sounded way different, a girl's voice.

"s-seulhyo..."

"you need to wake up, injae."

"w-what do you mean... i am awake, seul."

seulhyo shook her head, "no. you're not, injae. you're dying slowly, i need you to stay strong, please."

"b-but–"

"injae, you need to wake up, you have to talk to mina."

what do you mean?

as black covered her vision, she soon heard voices clearing. her body no longer felt numb, all was just a wave of pain coming one after another. she leaned back, pulling out her hand as she gagged in disgust. seeing her own blood, the smell of the metallic liquid made her look away in an instant.

heavy eyelids fluttering slowly, she shot her head towards the bars and saw a blonde boy talking to mina. that's when the boy made eye contact with her and smirked, "get some rest mina, i have someone to talk to."

mina scoffed, "don't you dare touch her or hurt her."

"that's complete nonsense. even if i don't hurt her, she'd die slowly from the loss of blood."

mina sighed, "whatever, where are the princes?"

"they have taken the east wing of the palace, leaving us with the west wing." the boy replied nonchalantly.

the female scimitar rolled her eyes and started walking away, leaving the blonde with jaeyoung. the boy averted his attention on the cellar, grinning widely as he opened the gate with a key, "it's a pleasure to meet you, princess."

"i am not a princess." she grunted, body trembling as she slowly felt herself fading away.

"you got a bad gunshot wound there," the blonde said, sniggering as he grabbed the cloth that was wrapped around his wrist and walked towards her.

as much as jaeyoung wanted to avoid him, she couldn't. her body was getting weaker the more blood she loss, slowly she could actually die for real.