(AC FF-ENG) Yangcha : The Child of Shahati ✔

Death and Life

Saya looked at Tagon's dead body that had been embalmed in preparation for Ollimsani tomorrow. Tanya stood behind him.

"You say, monsters kill each other, even including their own parents and family. I am... also a monster. I killed my adoptive father, the person who had cared for me since I was a child. He was my family before I met my twin brother. I was a monster, or half monster, because I am half Neanthal and half Saram."

Tanya patted his shoulder.

"No, you are not. You do it not for your own sake, but for the people of this country."

"Actually, I want the throne for my own interests, for my own ambitions ..."

"At first," interrupted Tanya. "But now your ambition has changed, after meeting the Neanthal. You no longer want the throne to reveal the honor of your own blood, but also to help the Neanthal. After all, your determination from the beginning was to destroy discrimination, not only for yourself, but also for others. Am I wrong?"

"Not really. Actually, you too are one of the factors that changed me."

"Me?"

"When we argue and fight, and although I win the debate with various threats to you, sometimes I ponder and absorb your words. Slowly, it begins to change my mind. I think we will become a matching couple as king and queen."

Tanya's eyes-wided, "You're ... not proposing me right?"

"If you were not dating Yangcha, maybe I would."

"In front of Tagon's corpse?"

"Yes. I will kneel while offering kamperfuli flowers," said Saya who tried to hold back his laughter.

"Your joke is not funny at all."

"I'm not joking. It's your fault if I finally like you."

Tanya was stunned.

"Nobody gave me any attention other than you. There was no one who worried about me except you."

"Niruha, you know I can't ..."

"I do like you, but for love, I guess that's still a long way off. I like you as a political partner. As a friend."

Saya gave her a short hug before leaving.

~~~

Yangcha stared sadly at Tanya's hand who had just been bandaged.

"You shouldn't be like this ..."

"No problem, just a small wound, it will heal soon. But the results we get from this wound are very satisfying, right?"

"Including holding hands with Saya Niruha?"

Tanya glanced at the distorted Yangcha's face. She chuckled softly.

"Are you jealous?"

"Jealous? What's that?"

"Feeling upset when you see your lover with another man, or when you hear your lover talk about another man."

Yangcha nodded in understanding, "oh ... so this feeling is jealous. Then, that's true, I'm jealous. I don't like every time I see your interaction with Saya. I'm even more jealous of Saya than Eunsom who clearly loves you. After yesterday's revolt, You first examine his wound, then examine Eunsom. "

Tanya gasped, "it's because he is our king ..."

"You didn't even examine me, even though I was hurt too."

Tanya glanced at the thin scratches on Yangcha's arm.

"Before the war with Ago, you were worried about his safety, you even gave him a necklace. As for me, you only said 'good luck' coldly and nonchalantly."