After an eventful day and a restless night, I woke up to the sound of royal sirens.“Unnie, come fast!”, Mi So yelled in my face. She grabbed my hand and pulled me with her to the door.“What is happening now?”, I asked trying to cover my ears.“The king of the Gyeonggi province has declared war.”, she said.A war! I could feel my heart beating fast. This is the change Fate made for us. Because I don’t remember reading about any such war in my history class. We reached the door and there Kang was standing holding a royal order in her hand.“What is it?”, I asked.“Reinstatement order.”, she replied in a low tone.“Reinstatement! Of whom?”, I asked. The sirens were getting louder and louder.“Yours.”, she said barely audible. I took the royal command from her hand and she looked at me with tears in her eyes.“This is for me. They are giving me my post back?”, I said smiling. Kang sat on the floor and started crying. Mi So who was happy after listening to my news was now confused.“You
“Who are you? You are not our throned prince!”, his words echoed in the courtroom. People looked at him ghastly.“What is the head saying?”, “Is this the right time to joke?”, “Has he lost his mind?”, all sorts of questions started to pop out of the different corners of the room. I was looking at Ethan scared. How is he going to manage the situation now?“What did you say?”, a voice roared in the room. We all looked at the owner of the voice. It was Aiden. His eyes held so much anger that even I felt a shiver run down my spine.“He is not your brother, young prince.”, the head replied faking respect.“Huh! So, you are saying I don’t recognize my own brother?”, he replied sarcasm dropping off his every word. The head hung his head low but he still had a smirk on his face.“But I deny to accept him as our prince. He is someone else.”, the head stood up to his point.“Speak for yourself! Don’t involve the other court members.”, another voice boomed. It was Ethan.“Does anyone else refuse
I always wondered how it would have felt to live till you get old. To die a natural death. To hold the hands of your partner and the eyes of the people who lived with you all this while and say goodbye. I just wondered how it would have felt to live beyond the age of 22.I am Macy and I died of leukaemia at the age people say you start living. In my defence, Taylor Swift did make a whole song on being 22! But here I am dead and gone, yet very much feeling 22.While walking in the garden of my dreams I wondered how it would have felt to live in reality. Here in heaven, each soul has its own place to live and these places are the mix of all the dreams you saw as a living being.We also have neighbours but we are not allowed to step out of our dreams or else we face severe consequences. Some of my neighbours are friendly and some are like humans. You know what humans are like, right. But these places are like a hotel to us and we live here till the order for rebirt
I was dragged down to the court and when I say drag, I mean legit drag. According to them, a soul does not get hurt physically as much as they do emotionally. This was done to leave a mark on my mind and on the other soul’s minds that to what extent the punishment can be given. My hands were tied to the chariot and the horse was pulling it with great care. Sarcasm is deafening here!As soon as we reached the castle the gates opened and there was an announcement, “The prince of the east wing of heaven has entered the gates.”.And at that very moment, I felt my whole world fall apart. Prince of the east wing! I knew he was someone from the higher authority but I couldn’t have dreamt of him being the prince. But I always heard that the prince of the east wing was the politest and most caring of all the higher authority men. And this man standing in front of me was nothing near polite or caring. But we always hear false character
Power makes people see you in a different light. Since, my new identity, which even I was unaware of was revealed, people saw me as a powerful soul rather than a timid criminal. Now instead of standing and bowing down in front of all, they made me sit on a chair and that too with respect.The beauty stood up and said, “I guess it is appropriate that we all introduce ourselves one by one. I’ll start with the king”. He pointed towards the king and introduced him as king Nathan, the king of east heaven.“I am the elder son of the king, prince Ethan of east wing heaven and that on the left of the throne is my younger brother.”, the beauty said and pointed at his brother to introduce himself.The jerk looked away. And once again a powerful whoosh of wind made him stand.“I am Aiden, younger prince of east wing heaven.”, he spoke with so much hatred that even the king shuddered for a second.I must say he has not
The courtroom was bustling with laughter and excitement, as we all waited patiently for the king to make the announcement.“We will soon announce that out of the two princes who has found their healer. So please everyone take your seats.”, the king announced.Everyone settled down. As soon as the courtroom went quiet the doors opened and a beautiful lady with an aura that showed dominance entered. Everyone stood up and bowed as she walked by swiftly. Even the king bowed. Why do they make us sit if we have to stand, again and again, I wondered?“She is destiny.”, Ethan told me.I was standing right next to him. I looked at the lady walking towards the throne. She was wearing a white gown with her hair open and flowing down till the end of her back. She had no crown but a weird necklace. What was different was her make-up. She had caked her face up and it gave her a very dominating aura. Her strides were confi
JOSEON PERIOD(1392-1897)“My home is in heaven; I am just travelling through this world….”After 21 years….“…She had no friendExcept her belovedShe had no words except his loveLove has only a beginning and no endHidden in her verses are a million heartbeatsHer soul gave voiceTo the world’s sorrow and grief…”,Kang Joon finished reciting my poem. Everyone clapped and cheered, and she asked me to come on the stage. I climbed up watching every step and stood by her side.“Welcome the true owner of this poem Nam Ji Hyun.”, she said, and everyone applauded again.“Thank you”, I said and took the poem from her hand and went down the stage without making any
“After what your dad did to our family’s name is there more harm you want to do to it? Hyun do you want us out of the village and get our land taken away by the landlord?” my mom shouted once we entered the room.“But amma it was not her fault. She is being framed!”, my sister said.“Do you think it was your dad’s fault either? We all know he was framed and his only mistake was to go out to investigate. He was accused of something he didn’t do and when we fought back, he was murdered. But none of us could get his name clean off the accusation.”, she said while her eyes got filled with tears. My sister went and consoled her.“So, do you want me to lose without even a fight? No amma I am not going to do this and let down appa.”, I said and ran away from the house.At that moment I ran away from all the emotional turmoil I was forced into once again. All these memories once buried deep inside should stay there. It makes living tougher once they resurface themselves. People in our era are