A Somewhat Different Fairy Tale

The Princess

"He lied. He's a liar, umma." Kibum said with a brittle voice as he kneed down at his mother's grave.

"He said he'll never forget me. He lied." Key spoke to the gravestone.

He wasn't crazy. He knew he would never get an answer from his mom, never again, but this was the only place where he could let out his feelings and cried undisturbed.

"He forgot Bummie, umma. Jjong forgot me. He is going to marry. He must be really in love that he goes through the kingdom to look for one person. What am I to do, umma?" Key said as a tear unknowing fell down from his eye. Since two weeks, Kibum couldn't sleep, since he was too afraid to wake up and hear that the Prince had found the owner of the shoe.

Jonghyun had announced that at the ball, he had found the one he wanted to marry, who he, however, had lost. Yet, he had found the shoe that belonged to his "soulmate" and he'll marry the person, whom the shoe belonged to. Therefore, the Prince was travelling through the Kingdom to look for his future wife.

Meanwhile, in the castle, Jonghyun was running as fast he could, headed to garden with a bright smile on his face.

"Noona," he called cheerfully as he saw the beautiful and familiar figure of his older sister. Geun Young was five years older than Jonghyun. She was the only Princess and Jonghyun's only sibling. He loved her more than anything. Every time, when someone asked him about her, he'd proudly say "She's pretty. My noona is pretty." They used to be of one mind. The day she left, Jonghyun had hide in her linen chest, wanted to come with her; and as his parents had found him, he had cried, begged them to let her stay until her coach had disappeared completely. She had married the Prince of the neighbor Kingdom and two years ago, she had become the Queen.

"Long time no see, how is my Jjonggie doing?" She said as Jonghyun almost jumped on her and hugged her tightly.

"Good, and you?" He asked and stepped back a bit to take a better look at her before embraced her again. "God, I missed you so much." He whispered.

"I missed you too," replied the Princess, grinning. "So when can I see that person who stole my little brother's heart?"

"I'll tell you about that later. Come, I want to show you something." Jonghyun said, changing the subject. He grabbed his sister's hand, and pulled her out of the garden cheerfully.

"Jjong, I have to visit our parent first," told the Princess her brother who ignored it.

"Oh, noona, they can wait, I want to show you something now. You'll be so surprised. I promise." Jonghyun said happily. Whenever Geun Young was there, Jonghyun would turn into a little, naughty boy again.

The Prince stopped in front of a big wood door, causing his sister to smile as she realized his intention. Jonghyun opened the door for her and she stepped in, looked around carefully.

"My old chamber," she said in surprise, "it's still as I left it."

"I told father not to change it. I want you to feel at home when you're back. I know how much you loved your room. You chose every single item and decorated the room on your own." Jonghyun told his sister proudly.

"Thank you, Jjonggie," said Geun Young, sitting down her old bed, touched the bed sheet with a smile on her face as memories ran through her head.

"Do you remember that time, when Minho, Onew and I played hide and seek in your room and broke your favorite vase? You hadn't talk to us for three days." The siblings laughed at the memory.

"Of course, I do. Onew even hided in my closet and smeared all of my dresses with fried chicken." She said.

"Yeah, he could never be separated from his chicken," laughed the Prince.