"We may not have birthed you but you will be our daughter, one way or another. Start with a scholarship and end as the Queen, any path you take is your choice to make."
In a modern-day monarchy, Ari is every bit a struggling student as any other. T...
"You went through quite the trouble, arranging something like this." Seungcheol pointed out, steadily walking in circles. He was looking around the room he was guided to-a remodelled storage near the inner gates.
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The walls were stacked high with multiple fabrics, many encased in glass cupboards. The shelves with the silks had to be pushed away to make space for a small coffee table and a few chairs. Observing the detailed preparations, Seungcheol's steps came to a halt at the table. His hands left the comfort of his pocket and his fingers grazed at the metallic belt of his Rolex in thought.
Finally, he raised his head from all the theories in his mind, "You must have a reason for all this unnecessary plotting and scheming. What is it?"
The man in question stopped in his task of shutting the door.
"Unnecessary, Your Highness?" He asked, turning to face the Royal. It irked him that the Prince would call the months of planning and the manpower spent on the operation, a useless attempt. In his frustration, however, he did not deny that their current situation truly was a product of meticulous planning.
Seungcheol did not care to reply. A small smirk hinted at the corner of his lips as he directed his attention elsewhere. It was a relatively small space to invite a royal and before the only exit to the space could collide with the wall, a hand prevented the door's motion. Wonwoo showed himself, standing between the door and the frame.
The movement made the Prince's captor frown. He held Wonwoo's gaze momentarily and gestured with his eyes to walk away. Wonwoo, however, stayed still at his spot, eyes blank.
"You must honour our agreement, Your Highness," he complained at once to the First Prince, annoyed to being babysat by a Royal Bodyguard. Knowing Wonwoo was merely following instructions, he continued to voice his concerns, "You agreed to grant me a private audience in return for information about Her Highness, Princess Ari. Stationing a guard here is dishonour on your word."
Seungcheol glanced between the visibly frustrated young man and Wonwoo who awaited orders with a solemn expression. In his eyes, it seemed Jeon Wonwoo had followed without thought and now it was making the stranger who threatened him, uneasy. In fact, the difference in the builds of the two was so different that it came off as though the opposite was afoot.
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