Innocence Lost [Sehun]

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It was early in the morning, when baby birds started chirping, when rustling leaves harmonised the melody of birds' carols and when slapping cold winds turned fair complexions into a rosy shade of pink— but also when fog shrouded the beauty of all of this.

The morning was beautiful, and so was Beyrl's condition when air sauntered leisurely through the windowpane and glided smoothly through her loosened long hair. She was satisfied that she was still alive to experience tranquil wintry mornings for a few last times— she never knew if her cheeks would ever be able to meet the same smoothness and coldness after she meets her doom.

She stood on her bare feet once again, her long white dress swaying loosely to both sides as she walked up to the windowpane that seemed so far away but was, in reality, a few meters away from her. She tried to reach up to the high window so she could peer out of it, tiptoeing. As she slightly succeeded in at least being able to experience coldness at firsthand, she smiled genuinely while breathing in and out the scent of moist and damp air in early mornings but as soon as she opened her dreamy, glazing eyes, her smile dropped to its knees, and so did her heart stop in its tracks causing her muscles to tense vigorously and hands to abruptly loosen its grip off the window's metal bars, only to fall once again to her sides, as her body, too, found its way to the hard ground.

She saw him again, after weeks.

He made sure to be there, almost everyday, only to watch her silently for some minutes before starting his day and finishing his duties as a prince. He didn't understand himself either, but the way his heart jolted furiously beneath his ribcage when their eyes finally met for once made him think if he really did have affection towards her.

He finally realized that it had been affection that caused his inner conflicts all along.

Dear Mother,

I have never been so scared

His eyes were rich with an unreadable emotion

When our eyes met, his eyes never moved and locked with mine in devotion

As if he had been planning to possess me with those piercing eyes,

My heart sank into my chest, in which there was a furious ocean.