The clock struck 11:00, and Iseul found herself restlessly lying in her bed, her gaze fixed upon the night clouds drifting outside her window. Restlessness coursed through her veins, causing a discomfort she couldn't shake off. In that moment, a surge of fear overwhelmed her, tempting her to abandon her responsibilities and run away from it all. But deep within her, a flicker of courage burned.
Summoning her strength, Iseul rose from her bed, determination guiding her steps. She ventured out of her room, navigating the corridors of the palace, searching for Jae-sung. She left her room and roamed the labyrinthine halls, her footsteps echoing in the silence of the night. As she wandered, her heart yearning for the presence of Jae-sung, she discovered his absence from his quarters. However, upon reaching his room, she discovered it empty. A pang of worry gripped her heart, urging her to find him.
Driven by an inexplicable force, Iseul followed her instincts and made her way to the balcony overlooking the garden. Moonlight bathed the lush surroundings, casting an ethereal glow upon everything it touched. There, amidst the tranquility, stood Jae-sung beside the enchanting fountain, his white hair shimmering like a celestial halo.
Without hesitation, Iseul descended the stairs, her longing driving her forward. As she drew nearer, tears streamed down her cheeks, illuminated by the moonlight. Jae-sung, wearing an emotionless expression, opened his arms, awaiting her arrival.
Iseul threw herself into his embrace, her sobs echoing through the silent night. "Am I destined to become a witch?" she cried, her voice choked with uncertainty.
A small smile graced Jae-sung's lips as he brushed away her tears. "When you become a witch, my lady, you won't resemble those you've read in books. You will surpass them in beauty, surpass any form of beauty you've ever witnessed. You will possess powers capable of overpowering armies and defying any force. Yet, in my eyes, you will forever be the most beautiful woman, no matter what."
As the clock struck midnight, the night transformed. Light burst forth, illuminating the surroundings. Iseul held Jae-sung's hand tightly, witnessing a portal opening right before the palace. The inhabitants of the palace emerged, gathering beside Iseul and Jae-sung. With smiles adorning their faces, they formed a procession, walking towards the portal.
With unity in their hearts, they proceeded toward the shimmering gateway. The spectacle caught the attention of majestic beings, emerging from the portal to welcome their queen. Smiles adorned the faces of those gathered as they moved in unison, guided by hope and conviction.
Jae-sung, his eyes fixed upon Iseul, offered a reassuring smile, uttering, "I know you are prepared, my lady."
As Iseul crossed the threshold into the portal, she found herself standing beside an awe-inspiring throne. Thousands of warriors, mythical creatures, and beings from the realm of light awaited her ascendancy. A woman of unparalleled beauty guided her to the seat of power, placing a crown upon Iseul's head.
In that moment, her once-raven hair transformed into a cascade of pure white, a symbol of her authority and grace. An overwhelming sense of lightness and strength coursed through her veins, as her aura expanded, uplifting the spirits of all who beheld her. Iseul had become the Queen of the place of light, destined to lead her people to victory.
Yet, within the jubilant atmosphere, Iseul perceived a hint of sorrow beneath the facade of joy. She turned to the woman who had crowned her and inquired about the source of their sadness. The woman's eyes reflected the weight of a war waged between the realm of light and darkness.
"The fate of our people rests in your hands, my Queen," the woman confided. "Only you can save us from the perils that loom, for your light holds the power to vanquish the encroaching darkness."
Determined to fulfill her newfound role, Iseul took her place on the throne, her heart infused with a resolute resolve. With every beat, she vowed to be the beacon of hope her people needed, even if it meant confronting the shadows that threatened to consume their realm.
As the Queen of the place of light, Iseul knew that her path would be arduous, but she stood unwavering in her commitment to protect and guide her people toward a future bathed in the brilliance of love, compassion, and enduring light.