This is a story about a modern era girl who magically got sent back in time to ancient Korea.
Everything was far from normal the moment she caught his attention. Emperor Jung Jaehyun.
The ruler of the domain she was brought to. He is known for his...
The daylight was just about to break through into the morning sky as every single soul was occupied with work within the busy castle walls preparing for the ceremony.
In the emperor's bedroom chamber sat Ri with a heavy heart as Jisoo brushed her long hair, clothed her in pure white silk, and adorned her body with gold.
When the hand servants were done attending to their emperor's beautiful bride, they left the room at once to give her a chance to collect her thoughts.
Ri looked into the luxurious mirror as she stared at her reflection. Today was going to be such a special day in her life. She always dreamed of getting married. Wearing a gorgeous white gown, holding a bouquet of precious flowers, standing next to the man of her dreams but dreams never come true, now do they!
Ri looked in the mirror once more realizing they dressed her up as a traditional bride. Then it sunk in, she was going to be the bride of a beast that would not mind killing to get what he wants.
She was going to be his bride. From this moment on there was no turning back.
Meanwhile in a room in the concubines quarters.
There sat a woman with her hands covering her face. She sobbed out loud unable to control herself.
She stood up and looked straight into the mirror glaring at her horrid appearance. She had black stains smeared under her eyes from her wet makeup running down her cheeks. Her hair was a complete mess, to put in bluntly she looked like absolute trash.
It was a bit worse than her natural face. She was not ugly but neither was she beautiful. She looked completely average not to mention the lack of curves. She did not possess the ethical beauty that the king's bride hold. She knew that after she saw a glimpse of the girl and that was something she resented.
So how did she end up as one of the king's concubines, well simply the fact that her father is an official at the court?
A nasty cried escaped her lips as she threw her silver brush aiming for the mirror. She was successful as the mirror crashed into many pieces earning the attention from the other residences of the quarter.
"Why must he marry that wench that managed to seduce him? He was supposed to marry me. I have to do something before it is too late!" She said as a crude smile appeared on her dry lips.
Jaehyun's pov
I caught a glimpse of her silhouette as she walked through the crowd of people that awaited our union.
My lovely bride, she turned the heads of everyone she walked passed. Ri looked like an angel that fell straight from heaven in the pure white silk that defines her features so well.
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She walked into the throne room making her way towards me. She stood next to me avoiding my gaze.
"I can not wait to break you apart tonight." I whispered into her ear while wrapping my arms around her waist.
At my words, she instantly looked up meeting my eye. Ri gulped as she looked away once more afraid of what I may do to her.
"Priest, begin the ritual!" I said as the priest poured a cup of heavenly wine.
"You both are required to drink from the same cup!" Said the priest handing the cup of wine into my awaiting hands.
I swallowed the strong wine in one go not bothered by the intensity of the flavor since I can hold my liquor quite well.
I glanced at Ri as a smirk crossed my lips. In just a few steps she would be mine.
Ri's pov
He finished half of the wine in one shot, what is this man? A monster or what? Ceremony wine is said to be the strongest kind of liquor there is.
I really did not want to drink the rest. I just wanted to throw the cup on the floor and run far away, hoping he would never find me. But here I am, about to be his wife.
Our eyes locked as he signaled me to take the cup but my hands were trembling unable to move.
"Drink this!" The Emperor commanded as he held my wrist tightly placing the cup against my lips.
I had no choice but to drink the wine as the strong flavor exploded in my mouth burning my throat in the process.
Once I had finished, the priest chanted some prayer rituals before we send our vows.
"I vow to always love and treasure you in sickness and health. I will always be loyal to you and always be at your side till death do us part." Stated the king as his fingers intertwined with mine.
"I vow to be loyal to you. I vow to uphold the honor of you and your Kingdom. I will take care of you and I will try to be a good wife." I mumbled trying not to cry, I have to be strong.
"Your Majesty, you may kiss your bride!" Said the priest.
At those words, the emperor cupped my cheek as his lips hovered over mine but before he could press his lips against mine a voice called stopping him in his tracks.
