Kim Yoora suddenly got dizzy seeing the four numbers on her scratch paper. This paper deliberately she asked Iseul, to write some chapters that will be used as material for the story. Even though Kim Yoora had a hard time using ink, because she was used to modern technology. Like cellphones and computers, unfortunately this kingdom may not exist yet. With forced Kim Yoora's hands will be sore writing everything that will be experienced is always in this palace.
"Iseul… Please remove these knick-knacks from my head. Suddenly I feel dizzy seeing the many ornaments on my head." Kim Yoora shouted and massaged her temples.
Isuel also came and immediately took off some of his daughter's hair accessories. But there is Kim Yoora asking Iseul to take off all her accessories. And let her hair loose beautifully without any decoration. Besides, his head is already dizzy, don't get dizzy just because of that accessory.
"Tomorrow don't wear those accessories anymore. My head is dizzy. Really." Said Kim Yoora while causing her hair back.
"But Princess, the position of a person is seen from the hairdressing and also the decoration."
"I don't care, Iseul." A heavy sigh escaped Kim Yoora's lips. "If you want, just use it. I certainly don't want to use it like that. Which adds to the burden on the mind." She said.
Iseul nodded and begged for mercy. She also chose to stand behind her daughter and stare, her daughter was writing something. Iseul thought it was a unique painting, which his princess used to sell for money. But what is there is the Princess instead has something that is very long and incessant.
"Princess what are you doing? You don't paint anymore?"
Kim Yoora turned confused, painting? Never mind painting, seeing pictures with writing on it, Kim Yoora is already dizzy.
She shook her head and explained to Isuel, if she was writing a Thriller and Horror story. Most loved by many people in the modern world. But unfortunately Han Soon Lee asked Kim Yoora to write a fantasy story, with a royal setting.
"I don't like themes like that. Not my passion, really. But Han Soo Lee insisted, so I have to write the story until it's finished."
Not understanding Isuel just nodded without disturbing his daughter. Usually when painting first, the princess will ask Iseul, to make a light meal but it's quite filling. Immediately, without Iseul's order, went to the palace kitchen to make snacks for Princess Kim Hyo Ra.
Meanwhile, Kim Yoora, she is writing about what she has always experienced at sea. What feelings until he reached the Daegu Kingdom in 1392. The year that dinosaurs still existed and also the Stone Age. A monkey as big as a gorilla, and also a vampire human. Surely, it must be in a palace like this.
Kim Yoora seemed to focus on her writing, so she unconsciously used up five sheets of opaque paper. Kim Yoora wanted to ask Iseul to get lots of papers. But there was Isuel, his loyal lady was not at his side at all.
"Maybe she's busy, there's still one paper, that's fine for writing. Tomorrow, when I come back here again, I'll bring a cellphone and a computer too. So when I want to write like this, it's not complicated." said Kim Yoora.
The woman looked down and wrote again, until finally she felt a pat on her baboon. Kim Yoora turned her head and looked at Han Soo Lee who was standing in front of her with a worried face.
"Han Soo Lee…." It's complicated to be happy, Kim Yoora impatiently jumped from her seat and hugged Han Soo Lee. "Crazy !! Crazy !! I'm looking for you, people say you don't exist and they all don't know." She said.
"... Thank God I was able to meet you, at least I'm not alone here." Said Kim Yoora again.
The woman called Han Soo Lee gawked, staring at Kim Yoora with a strange look. Even the woman did not really know what Kim Yoora was saying, in a language that was quite foreign.
Until finally Iseul came to bring snacks for Kim Yoora. Immediately, Kim Yoora dragged Iseul to see Han Soo Lee.
"Iseul, this person I'm looking for. She is my friend named Han Soo Lee, so before I came here I played Jet Ski first in the sea with her. But when I wake up why doesn't anyone know her?" Kim Yoora confused.
Iseul's face turned pale as she looked down in fear. Because the one who was appointed and spoke in a foreign language was Kwan Ji Woo, the legal wife of Kim Won Shik, Kim Hyo Ra's mother. And now the woman is confused to explain to Kim Hyo Ra who she is, especially Princess Kim Hyo Ra keeps talking to Queen Kwan Ji Woo in a strange language.
"Princess…." Called Iseul and made Kim Yoora turn around. "She isn't Han Soo Lee. But she is Queen Kwan Ji Woo, Eomma Princess Kim Hyo Ra". She lowered his head.
Kim Yoora stares at Queen Kwan Ji Woo aka her Eomma? How could he have a mother like Han Soo Lee, there is Kim Yoora standing dead and having a mother like that. Not to mention that Han Soo Lee is an editor who likes to bully writers. All genres or anything must be at will, regardless of where the author's passion lies.
Hearing this, Kim Yoora laughed out loud. She even crouched down and held his stomach. Honestly, his stomach hurt from laughing at Iseul's explanation. How could Han Soo Lee be his mother, even in the modern world Han Soo Lee is a human being with the most drama about writing. And for now Kim Yoora doesn't believe that Kwan Ji Woo who looks like Han Soo Lee is her mother at all.
"Iseul don't joke, Han Soo Lee can't possibly be my Eomma. Isn't it crazy that I have an Eomma like she, there I killed myself because of her numbness." Kim Yoora answered lightly without leaving her laughter.
Kwan Ji Woo who saw his second daughter smiled a little. His outstretched hand gently stroked the top of his daughter's head. Who knows how many years she hasn't seen the cheerful face of her second child, after her husband Kim Won Shik had many concubines.
"My daughter Kim Hyo Ra, I am your Eomma. You still do not believe that I am your Eomma?" Said Kwan Ji Woo
Of course I don't believe it, how could the woman called Kwan Ji Woo be her mother. Even her face is similar to Han Soo Lee so Kim Yoora thinks hard if that woman isn't her mother, but Han Soo Lee.
"When you were born, you had the same three bindi as me on the inside left arm. The same birthmark as mine, check it. If I'm wrong I'm not your Eomma who has been taking care of you."
Out of curiosity Kim Yoora caused her sleeve to see the sign. And sure enough that mark was actually on the inner left arm. Is that a sign that Kwan Ji Woo who has a face like Han Soo Lee is his Eomma? And since when has his arm been in bindi?
Kim Yoora looked at the woman in disbelief. Over and over again, she has convinced herself that this woman isn't her mother. But there Iseul and Queen Kwan Ji Woo still say that she is the mother of Kim Hyo Ra.
"Since when did my Eomma turn into Han Soo Lee?" Kim Yoora looked at her temples that were getting dizzy. "Is it possible that modern life is also motivated from antiquity? Or maybe God brought it back to life, and gave it a chance for a second life." She said.
Oh shit !! Kim Yoora was really dizzy with a situation like this.
-To Be Continued-