Dreamed You Into Life

Ancient Korea, 650 AD

He's the High Priest of Shilla Kingdom.

She's the Royal Healer from Baekje Kingdom.

He was able to see the future.

She only needed to say a few sentences and everyone she touched was healed.

He was married to his king's eldest princess.

She was the most beloved wife of Baekje's Left Minister.

Both of their countries had been enemies for so long. That was why Shilla gave the second princess to marry the crown prince of Baekje, in the hope for ever lasting peace.

The wedding was held in Baekje. It was a grand, lavish wedding. Full of music, endless flow of the best
drinks, delicious food from both countries, and elegant dancers that mesmerized everyone from one tune to the next.

In the midst of it all, the Royal Healer and the High Priest from both kingdom only sat in silence, staring at
each other across the tables. Hypnotized, as if painting each others' profile in their heads.

There were things people called attraction. To someone who was your equal, whom you could meet in so random an opportunity, and it was overwhelming as well as exhilarating.

It's like having the chance to peek into God's well-thought of plan for the universe.

It's like holding water in your hands before it slipped away.

It's like persuading destiny to be in your favor.

It's when you realized you had met your soul mate.

The party kept on going around them. But the highly respected Royal Healer and High Priest stared into each other's eyes, ignorant of everything else.

He admired her features, like a painting of a beautiful Goddess dressed in layers of pale yellow and skin as white as porcelain.

He gripped his Soju cup so hard when their stare was broken, when her husband touched her arm and
whispered something in her ears. She nodded politely and smiled to her husband. When she was done, she looked back at him.

She didn't understand what happened. She doubted that she would ever understand. She heard of his famous name, that for generations his family had helped Shilla decided their future. That he could see fortune and calamities and advised his king of it. She had long respected and admired him.

But she was more than surprised when she met him. He was wearing his royal attire, and he looked ....... like a hero from a childhood story she used to hear.

She felt her heart stumbling in its rhythm, her blood simmering and rushing under her very own skin. She fell in love that very moment. It was wrong. It was forbidden. It was insanity. But that very moment, she swore she would do anything if she could be in his arms.

He felt like she pulled him. Because he saw the fire in him mirrored in her eyes.

A goddess. On earth.

But unreachable. Impossible.

Or so he thought.

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Nobody could forget that night. Tried as hard as they might, the calling was too great.

So one moonless night, the Royal Healer went with her most trusted guards to cross the border to Shilla and knelt on the feet of the High Priest.

She couldn't find anything to say. So she just knelt, head bent down and hands shaking, hoping against all odds that her prayers would be answered.