The castle was bustling with activity, as the King and Queen of Kanka were preparing for their daughter's birthday party. The Queen, who had established a reputation as a skilled negotiator and diplomat, was busy with state affairs, while the King was overseeing the preparations for the celebration.
As the day of the party arrived, guests from all over the kingdom began to arrive, dressed in their finest attire. The King had invited poets from all over the kingdom to recite their best work, with the promise of rewards for the one who could please the princess the most.
Princess Won Mee, who had grown up listening to her father's poetry, was delighted at the prospect of hearing new works. She sat in her ornate chair, eagerly awaiting the start of the competition.
As the poets began to recite their works, Princess Won Mee listened carefully, trying to discern the best one. One particular poet caught her attention, as his words flowed beautifully, painting vivid images in her mind.
To her surprise, she recognized the poet as Arnab, the man with the unusual name who had escorted her as a guard during the Urum deal negotiation. She wondered why he was there, as a poet, but didn't reveal her thoughts to anyone.
As Arnab finished his recitation, the room erupted in applause. The King himself rose to his feet and congratulated Arnab on his exceptional work. Princess Won Mee couldn't help but feel impressed by Arnab's words and felt drawn to him.
When Arnab was asked to claim his reward, he surprised everyone by requesting to meet the princess. The King, who had grown to trust Arnab, agreed to his request, and the princess was led to a private chamber where she could talk to him.
What brings you here, Arnab?" Princess Won Mee asked, curious about the man who had won her heart with his poetry.
"I came to recite my poetry, of course, but more than that, I wanted to see you," Arnab replied, looking into the princess's eyes.
She smiled and asked ," But why ?"