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The Four Kings & Me

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Ryang Empire 1846

"Umma, can't I just skip this event and focus on honing my martial skills with Haneul?" I complained as the court ladies meticulously dressed me in my Myeonbok.

"Because tonight, your father and I want you to meet some very important individuals. Now, please, be patient and let Min-sook and the other court ladies finish their task, Jung-ki!"

I stood there, sulking, my arms hanging rigidly by my side. These tedious gatherings with my parents were the bane of my existence. In fact, I detested every aspect of palace life, the rigid existence I was born into. I was never granted the freedom to go wherever I pleased or pursue my own interests. Every action I took had to serve the greater good of the palace and the people of Ryang. Since the day I was born, I was never allowed a moment of solitude, not even for a breath. That's why I loathed attending these monotonous events with my parents, and above all, I despised being addressed as Your Majesty by my closest friend, Lee Haneul.

"Umma, who are these people I have to meet tonight?" I asked, feeling a sense of unease.

"You'll find out soon enough," she replied cryptically, leading me towards the grand dining chambers. Haneul, Min-sook, and the court ladies trailed behind us, adding to the air of mystery. As we entered the room, I noticed Appa and Halmoni already seated at the table.

"Jung-ki, I expect you to behave impeccably when our guests arrive," Appa instructed me sternly, his eyes filled with anticipation. Umma and I took our seats at the table, which was adorned with a lavish feast. Just as we settled in, a commotion erupted as palace guards burst into the room.All Rights Reserved

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The Woman In The Palace

Highest rank #1 in Historical He glared at me with irritation. "Come inside!" ...And I did. He pointed to the stack of books on the floor. "Pick them up and arrange them the way they're supposed to." With trembling hands, I did what he asked quickly. Fret in the way I moved, picking up the books into my arms and lap one by one only for them to fall back on the floor over and over. I was a mess, upset, and it was obvious. This wasn't the kind of first meeting I dreamed of. The second prince was mean, and he was irritable. He had no clue who I am which made me resent it even more. He scowled as he watched me made mistakes after mistakes and after a while, he grew frustrated and bent over, picking the books himself. "Forgive me, I didn't mean to snarl at you the way I did. I'm not used to being distracted. No one ever walks in my office unless they have my permission. I don't even know how the guardsmen let you in." I wanted to say because unlike you, they recognized who I am. But I kept my mouth shut in fear of aggravating his anger. His voice took a lot gentler tone, I imagined he must've realized how upset I was and felt bad about it. I said nothing. When we're done, I rose up to my feet, couldn't wait to get out of this room. This man was so impolite to me that I couldn't wait to get away from him. "I apologize, your highness. I didn't mean to distract you in your private office." I stepped back getting ready to leave when a sliver of sunlight struck highlighting my face. "Wait!" He murmured and I turned back to look at him. "You're beautiful." He said breathlessly. I would have blushed, but he was so mean and rude to me that his compliment lost its impact long ago. "I need to go," I told him. "Wait." A wave of panic rose in the tide of his voice. The prince was afraid to lose me. "What's your name, girl?" He asked quickly. "Jasmine, my name is Jasmine, your highness." "My Jasmine?" He murmured hopeful.