F*ck me like Royalty
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Last published Tue, Nov 5, 2024
"Have I fallen?"
"I'm not sure,"
Walking out of the palace one day, Jisung goes to a store to get a meeting done, and not long after, he's carried out, by a man he doesn't know, and to a place, he can't even see. A dark room that has only one very dim light hanging above him.
"you haven't told me."
"And why would I?"
"Cause you asked, normally when you ask someone something, they're supposed to know the answer. How am I supposed to know the answer when you haven't told me?"
"Well..the person asking the question normally doesn't know the answer.."
"Then we're at a stand still then."
"Yeah"
A man he can barely see, in a room that's barely lit, and with barely any idea of how long he's going to be trapped in there.
A couple hours, it wasn't that long..
"Princess?"
But even if he's out, and Jisung won't ever be returning to that place again..
"I'm not your princess!"
That doesn't mean that he won't be returning to Jisung..
"Yeah, sure princess."
"What's your name?"
"Its.."
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