𝙍𝙤𝙮𝙖𝙡 𝘼𝙐. (𝙈𝙔𝙂)
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Not all love stories are written with threads of gold and silver.... some r written with iron blades and thorns.
In the late 15th century, emergered two greatest dynasties... the Mins of Sou...
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⚠️Following scenes may be triggering for some readers.⚠️
Don't come near me, Min Yoongi. I am warning you!" Hyesoo stepped back as Yoongi neared. "L-leave me or else- "
"Or else?" he evilly smirked. Now he stood infront of her. His intimidating eyes made Hyesoo gulp in fear. Her throat got dry. She didn't want this. She took the dagger that was hidden in her dress and sliced through Yoongi's arms before he could touch her. Areum had secretly given it to her for protection.
The emperor cried in agony and stepped back. His wide eyes were fixed on the blood gushing out of the ruptured skin and then darted back to Hyesoo. "I'll not hesitate to kill you." Yoongi didn't reply instead picked her up. The weapon slipped off her hand in the process. "LET GO! LEAVE ME! YOU MONSTER!"
He threw her on the bed and climbed upon her. She felt his warm blood soaking her dress. He began untying the ribbons of her gown. Hyesoo grabbed the nearest thing she had which happened to be a brass plate and smashed it on his head.
The emperor groaned in pain and rolled over. Soon he lay motionless. Hyesoo panted for the next few minutes. She was never so scared of someone before. The very presence of the emperor dreaded her. For a moment she considered picking the dagger and killing him but she couldn't. No matter how much she wanted to hurt him she couldn't, even after he tried to rape her. She took one disappointed look at the sleeping king and walked away.
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Yoongi stirred in his sleep. A headache was disturbing his slumber. Reluctantly he opened his eyes to discover a new ceiling above him. He wasn't on his bed. He sat up abruptly and hissed in pain. He saw his arm was wrapped in a bandage.
It was Hyesoo's room. He didn't remember coming into this room. The throbbing head was not helping. His eyes suddenly landed on the Realian princess who was hurdled on the floor at the corner of the room. She was trying to occupy as little space as she could. Her hair and dress were disheveled. She looked as if she has just woken up from the dead.
Yoongi discovered himself half-naked under his smock. Then bits of memories began crashing on him. He remembered getting physical with Nari and then rushing to Hyesoo's room. He remembered how he tried to force himself on her though his words were still blurry in his head.
Guilt, shame and anger dawned upon him. His eyes popped out of their sockets and his hands balled into a fist in self-loathe. How could he stoop so low?! How could he ruin her so brutally?! His breathing got raged.
He collected his courage and walked over to the Hyesoo. He raised his hands to touch her but she recoiled herself before that. "P-please. G-go. L-leave me. P-please" She whispered in a broken voice. Her body was visibly shivering.
Yoongi felt culpable. He had never seen her so devastated and vulnerable. "Did I?" His words were clogged in his throat. He feared her answer.
"P-please. L-leave me alone." She chanted the same words.
