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𝐒𝐨𝐨 𝐖𝐨𝐧'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕
𝐁𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐍, my fury for the King had grown even stronger.
Looking at Sara, I felt guilt eating at me for making her relieve those horrors.
Opening my arms, I welcomed her into a hug, enveloping her in my warmth. She leaned in, sniffling slightly. "So you are ok with me killing your father?" I ask tentatively. "Oh Soo Won..." Sara answers. "I'm going to kill him with you." At this, I started. "You are willing to stab your father?"
"He was never my father. A father wouldn't whip his daughter, then threaten to kill her sister. A father wouldn't make his daughter become an adult at 9." Hearing this, I hugged her even tighter. How dare that old man! He was worse than imagined.
Soon, I felt her stop crying. Looking down, I saw she was looking at me, with her beautiful purple eyes. I felt myself fall deep into them, losing myself.
"Soo Won." she said. "Do you plan on taking the throne?"
I stilled. That was exactly what I had been planning. I knew I shouldn't tell her, but I couldn't help myself.
"...yes."
I felt her stiffen, and pull away, but I tightened my arms around her, pulling her closer to me.
I held onto her, tangling my fingers through her glossy red locks, pressing her head into my chest.
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"Marry me. I have loved you for the longest while, since we were children." I whispered into her ear, afraid of her answer. "We can be king and queen together."
"Marriage? I suppose that could work.....Yes." She answered.
I felt my heart beat faster. She said yes! I know she accepted for a political reason, and not because she loved me, but I was happy nonetheless.
Sara's POV
My lips pulled up into an unnoticeable smirk. Men were so easy to fool. A few tears and a few sniffles and they were pulled into my trap. Obviously what I said was all true, and the whippings hurt like hell, but I had also been planning to kill my father for the longest time. Now I had someone else to do it for me.
As long as I marry him, the throne will not fall into the wrong hands.
"Alright" I say, and reluctantly pull away from his arms.
