-Sun-Hi, listen to me… that mark… was there from the moment I was born.
-What?
The sickly prince, his strength sapped by his ailment, attempted to lift himself up from the floor, but his weakened state left him struggling to do so. Looming over him, the resolute Sun-Hi maintained her sword's sharp point trained directly at him.
In that tense moment, Seong strode into the chamber, bearing witness to the confrontation unfolding before him. Without hesitation, Seong swiftly drew his own blade, the steel flashing as he pressed the edge menacingly against Sun-Hi's delicate neck.Sun-Hi's grip tightened on her sword hilt, her knuckles turning white, as she weighed her options.
-Enough playing. Throw the sword, ordered him sharply.
-Brother, let your sword down please…
-Dae Jiwoo, protested Seong. What the hell is the meaning of this?
-She saw the mark. Sun-Hi, said Jiwoo shifting his attention to her, please give me a moment to explain. You can keep your sword pointed at me if that will make you feel at ease.
The ill man smiled at her gently.
-Seong, please, help me up.
Seong placed his brother on the bed, but Jiwoo's whole attention was on Sun-Hi.
-That mark doesn't define who I am! You have to believe me, I'm not a threat,Sun-Hi!
-Jiwoo, I want to trust you. I really do, said Sun-Hi crying. I don't want to lose my friend either
-You must understand I'm not your enemy. This thing is a curse… it's something making me ill…
-Bite him, said Sun-Hi pointing to Seong.
-What?
-Bite him. If by the night fall, you both are still the same, I will trust you
-I've-I've never bitten anyone. I don't know how it will go.
-Bite me, Jiwoo, said Seong sharply. I am not afraid of you, brother. You might be useless and annoying, but you are not a monster. But first!
Seong took Sun-Hi by the arm in the other chamber.Seong's heart raced as he closed the distance between himself and the defiant Sun-Hi, pressing his body firmly against hers in the dimly lit room. He could feel the rapid pulsing of her heart and the warmth of her breath as mere inches separated their faces.
-If we can prove to you that my brother is not infected , you must agree to do as you are ordered and never, ever raise a sword against him again.
-I will as long as you prove to me that him and you are not a threat.
-Good girl
Seong's lips pressed firmly against Sun-Hi's.She initially resisted, shutting her lips tightly and attempting to push him away, but Seong refused to relent. With a gentle yet insistent pressure around her throat, he coaxed her mouth open, allowing him to aggressively thrust his tongue inside.The feverish passion of their kiss left them both breathless, saliva dripping from the corners of their mouths. Seong quickly licked the stray moisture, then nipped at Sun-Hi's lower lip, making her let out a soft whimper.His hand slid beneath her top, roughly kneading her breast as he continued to choke and suffocate her with his dominant, probing tongue. With one swift motion, he hiked up her skirt, the cool metal of his armored knee rubbing against the delicate lace of her undergarments. He could feel the dampness seeping through, a tantalizing sensation that only fueled his growing arousal. Seong's other hand snaked up to her mouth, his fingers invading her mouth, forcing her to swallow back her cries as he stroked the inside of her cheek in a rhythmic, backward motion.Sun-Hi's body trembled, hips writhing in a desperate attempt to break free, but Seong's iron grip kept her trapped against the wall. Driven to the brink of madness by the heady scent of her arousal, he yanked her tights over his shoulders, burying his face between her quivering thighs. His tongue darted out, savoring the tangy flavor of her most intimate places, as he digged in deeper, fingers joining the conquering.
Seong's tongue deftly moved from Sun-Hi's mouth down,licking and probing her sensitive flesh with unbridled fervor. He relentlessly stimulated her throbbing, swollen cunt.Pinned against the wall with her legs draped over Seong's broad shoulders, Sun-Hi was completely at his mercy as he slammed his nimble fingers inside her, curling and twisting them to hit all the right spots. The prince's other hand gripped her nipples, tugging and twisting the pebbled nubs, eliciting shudders of ecstasy that wracked Sun-Hi's trembling form. Helplessly, , she bit down on her hand in a futile attempt to stifle her wanton moans, her hips bucking and writhing as Seong relentlessly worked her towards a mind-shattering climax.
-You liked it, huh? said him with his mouth full of her. You shouldn't provoked me saying I can't use my mouth!
He moved her hips mercilessly, urging her to ride his eager face as waves of sensation washed over her.Determined to coax every last drop of ecstasy from the woman, Seong inserted three dexterous fingers, twirling and sucking on her swollen, crimson cunt with unbridled enthusiasm. Sun-Hi's body convulsed violently as the intense climax ripped through her, her cries of bliss spilling into Seong's awaiting mouth. Yet the prince did not gave up, his tongue immediately lapping up every last trace of her arousal, savoring her intoxicating flavor. Moving his fingers, he continued his sensual ministrations, holding Sun-Hi's gaze with a satisfied smirk as she lay spent before him, her plump breasts heaving and slamming together with each labored breath.
After licking her clean, he let her down from his shoulders. She slapped him. He smiled satisfied and pulled her dress up to cover her breasts. She stormed out of the room. He put his pulsing manhood in a covering position so his brother would not know what just happened. He laughed as he thought Sun-Hi face would betray the events after all.
When he entered the room, his satisfaction and pleasure vanished in a moment.Sun-Hi, the woman that released herself into his mouth moments before, knelt submissively in front of his brother, pulling the prince closer by the collar and kissing him tenderly. The brother's expression conveyed a sense of bewilderment and flustered unease, clearly unprepared for Sun-Hi's bold advances.Seong felt a wave of both rage and amusement wash over him.With one final, deliberate tug on the prince's lower lip, Sun-Hi broke the kiss, her eyes burning into Seong's as if to say "This is what you've driven me to.". She shifted her gaze back at Jiwoo and looked at him tenderly.
-You can't die without having your first kiss at least, Your Highness!
-What if he bit you? said amused Seong.
-He is the safest beast around here. See you tonight, Your Highness!
She bowed before the sick prince who was still flustered by the kiss and left the room.
-What just happened? said him, touching his lips gently.
-Retribution I guess.
-How do you feel today, Your Majesty? said the Queen.
Confined to his bedchamber, his once-robust frame now gaunt and frail, the Emperor lay listlessly as the Queen hovered, trying to get the secret cure against the infected from him. Yet the Emperor's thoughts remained stubbornly fixed on that ghost of his first love he saw the other day haunting the walls of the palace.His sunken eyes, once so full of regal authority, now held a distant, haunted gaze, unable to focus on the Queen.
His mind clouded with fever and suspicion. As the shadows lengthened around him, he was struck by a sudden, horrifying revelation - what if his own sons, the heirs to his mighty empire, were conspiring against him? Could it be that they had been slowly poisoning him, driving him to these illusions in a calculated ploy to seize his power for themselves?Turning to the Queen at his bedside, he roughly seized her by the hair, yanking her head back and eliciting a pained gasp. In his fevered state, he was convinced that she too was part of the nefarious scheme, a willing accomplice to his sons' dastardly plans.
-I've loved you for 40 years! I've loved you even after you forsaken the woman who had my heart! I made myself love you because you were a good mother for my sons! You are part of this treason,aren't you?
-Your Majesty, pleaded the Queen crying, I do not know what you are talking about!
-You poisoned me for them to help them get my throne, you filthy bitch!
The Queen escaped the grip of the old man and distanced herself.
-What power? Everyone is dead! We will be dead soon too! What power? What throne?
He suddenly gripped by a profound sense of remorse and clarity. Hurrying with a sense of urgency, the Emperor rushed to where the Queen stood, her hair still disheveled from his violent grip just moments prior. Falling to his knees before her, the proud ruler broke down, his weathered face streaked with tears as he enveloped the Queen in a desperate embrace. The Queen, her own composure shattered, could only respond with muffled sobs, her body wracked with the emotional turmoil of the ordeal.
-You never once loved me. You were just stuck with me. She left you, I did not do anything to her!
-I love you, Pan Dae. It's her fault! She came back to haunt me! I see her between the walls.
Sobbing, Pan Dae caressed the white hair of the Emperor in a small glimpse of pity and old love. She once loved this pathetic man. She wasted her years yearning for his love, but all she got was the respect as the mother of his sons. The chamber was filled with regrets and dread.
As the night came, Sun-Hi raised her sword and prepared herself to step into the prince's chamber.As Jiwoo stepped into the prince's chamber, she was immediately drawn to the sight of him gently petting a beautiful bird perched near the window. The room was cloaked in shadows, casting a mysterious veil over the prince's figure. She approached him, gripping her sword tightly. But when he turned to face her, any trepidation melted away as he greeted her with a warm, grateful smile.
-Because of you, he is doing so much better. Thank you, truly.
His voice sounded sincere and genuine.
Yet here stood a man very much alive, his eyes shining with genuine emotion. In that moment, Sun-Hi's fears were assuaged, and she rushed forward, throwing aside her sword to embrace the prince tightly.
Jiwoo was stunned when Sun-Hi suddenly wrapped her arms around him in a tight, desperate embrace.He was only wearing a thin, lightweight gown, as his delicate constitution meant he had to be cautious about overheating and developing a fever. In contrast, Sun-Hi was clad in a delicate, flowing nightgown that only heightened his awareness of her. He could feel the soft curves of her breasts pressing intimately against his chest, and the warmth of her body enveloping him. Her arms encircled his neck, holding him close as she trembled and sobbed with what seemed to be profound relief. Tentatively, Jiwoo returned the embrace, his hands coming to rest on the slender curve of her waist. This was the first time the young prince had ever experienced the embrace of a woman, and the unfamiliar sensations threatened to overwhelm him. He felt the heat rise to his face, his heart pounding rapidly in his throat as he shook slightly.
He found his mind drifting back to their shared kiss from earlier that day. Waiting anxiously on the edge of the bed, Sun-Hi appeared dropping gracefully to her knees before him, she seized him by the collar, her eyes burning with a smoldering intensity. Then, with the utmost tenderness, she pressed her soft, supple lips against his, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from the prince as he instinctively parted his mouth in surprise. Seizing the opportunity, Sun-Hi gently slipped her tongue past his lips, caressing and exploring, her every touch igniting a wildfire within Jiwoo's being. She traced the contours of his chapped lips, savoring their texture, before delving deeper, her tongue dancing with his in a sensual, mesmerizing dance.Jiwoo found himself completely captivated, unable to tear his gaze away from the vision before him as Sun-Hi continued her ardent ministrations, licking the inside of his cheek and twirling her tongue over his, leaving him utterly breathless. With one final, tantalizing tug at his lower lip, she withdrew, leaving the prince in a state of pure, unadulterated bliss - for this was his first true kiss, and his heart could no longer be tamed.
-I am so happy I haven't lost you, said Sun-Hi, snapping him back into the present moment.
-I…I don't understand. I know I was lonely and I crave your attention and company more than anything, but you? Why would you take an interest in me? My prince title means nothing now and I already offered you my portion of food and you refused it.
Sun-Hi raised her gaze and met his.
-My mother died. I was left alone. You… you are kind. Except for my mother and my brother, nobody's been kind to me. I feared I would lose my first friend too…
She suddenly realized she was embracing him. She let go and took a few steps back.
-I am sorry for… the embrace. I-I shall come see you tomorrow. I need to rest.
She left the room leaving Jiwoo with his heart beating a madman drum.Only the soft sound of his injured bird reminded him to breathe.
Returning to her room, she noticed that the candle she left lit was now put out. Sun-Hi's heart pounded as she desperately tried to reach the window, desperate to let the soft moonlight flood the dark room. She put her fingers around the latch, but the hand of a man stopped the window from opening.Suddenly, she felt the overwhelming weight and presence of a man pressing against her from behind.Without warning, his other hand ruthlessly yanked at the delicate strap of her nightgown, the fabric tearing away to expose her pale, vulnerable flesh
Panic gripped Sun-Hi as she struggled frantically to free herself, convinced this was just another twisted prank being played by prince Seong.But the man's grip only tightened, his callused hand wrapping mercilessly around her slender throat, cutting off her cries for help. In the eerie silence, Sun-Hi could feel the cool night breeze caressing her exposed left breast.Suddenly, with a brutal ferocity, the man sank his teeth into the delicate skin at the nape of Sun-Hi's neck, breaking the fragile flesh and drawing warm, crimson blood. The searing pain caused Sun-Hi to let out a guttural scream, echoing through the shadowy room. The man's tongue dragged across the raw, crimson gash on the back of Sun-Hi's neck, lapping up the oozing blood as he pressed his body closer to hers.The only sounds that filled the stifling room were the frantic pounding of Sun-Hi's heart and her desperate, ragged breaths as she struggled to draw air into her constricted lungs. But still the man was not content. With a vice-like grip, he began savagely biting into the delicate skin of her lower back, her sides, leaving angry red marks in his wake. Lifting her with his other hand, he buried his teeth into the soft flesh of her behind, tearing at it as if he wanted to rip the skin clean off.
Sun-Hi was left powerless as she thought she met her end eaten by an infected.
-I am sorry, mom…
That was the only thought she thought about in that terrifying moment.