Finally, it was the day the thirteen had been excitedly and anxiously waiting for. Invited VIPs and other Hymeneal staffs were starting to fill the backyard. The Hymeneal's official media partner, Going 17, had already started the live broadcast. Even the weather was ideal. It was cloudy but still with good illumination and with a light breeze every now and then. It was all thanks to JR of the Mystics and his extremely dependable Atmokinesis.
The Princes, meanwhile, were being assisted by the many palace helpers in the royal walk-in closet. In the midst of all the ruckus, the King entered to check on his sons.
"All of you look absolutely dashing, my sons," the King commented.
"Thank you, father," Jun responded. Jun was wearing patterned white coat over a white long-sleeved turtleneck, white slacks and white leather shoes. His hair was faded blonde.
"So, how are you feeling?" the King inquired.
"Excited and nervous," Seungcheol admitted. Seungcheol was wearing a white suit over a white long-sleeved button up shirt with white scarf, white slacks and white leather shoes. He also has ash gray shaded of hair.
"I have butterflies in my stomach," Wonwoo answered. Wonwoo's attire consisted of a white lacey turtleneck, white suit, white slacks, and white leather shoes. He changed his hair color to have brownish highlights at the end.
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Mixed Blood
FanfictionSix Princes. Seven Friends. One Prophecy. Follow the story of a group of thirteen individuals as they navigate through what destiny - and perhaps fate - has in store for them.