Chapter 4 (1/2)

Woorum, the First Princess of the Hwa Kingdom became Kyosul, Crown Princess of the Mok Kingdom. Woorum had to forget her childhood name Woorum and live with the royal name Kyosul. Her new name led her to maintain a new lifestyle.

Kyosul was waiting for Bipaan on the bed of her residence in the East Palace. In her mind, she seemed to wait for a long time, but actually she waited only briefly when she heard the sound.

“His Excellency, the Crown Prince has arrived.”

As soon as the court lady announced his arrival, the sliding door of her residence opened and Bipaan was escorted inside. Kyosul clenched her hands on her knees before she knew. She heard his footsteps coming nearer and the red silk wrapped around her body was removed by him.

Kyosul waited with her eyes closed.

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“Open your eyes.”

At that moment, her closed eyes trembled then opened, revealing her black pupils slowly. She now saw Bipaan’s red royal dress embroidered with golden thread.

After he removed the red silk covering her face and dropped it to the floor, he carefully looked at her. Her eyebrows and her white forehead were neat, and the eyelashes of her closed eyes were long. Her small nose was neither high nor low, and her small and thick lips were as red as a pomegranate. Her slender cheeks and slim jawline led to her slender neck, and her neck was skinny enough to reveal its joints. When she opened her eyes, her small face began to come to life.

Her big eyes were wet as if she were about to burst into tears.

“Please raise your head.”

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“… ”

“Raise your head and look at me. I am Bipaan, your husband.”

She slowly raised his head. Her big eyes were full of fear.

Fear, fear. How come she is still scared of me? Isn’t she a young girl?

Bipaan burst into laughter. She sat face to face with Bipaan for the first time.

Is his face a piece of carved ice or stone?

She felt his face was icy and rigid, but still handsome.

His eyes shone sharply and seemed to penetrate everything, and his high nose and red lips were curved slightly.

She felt he seemed to smile, but his faint smile disappeared and hardened in no time.

It was the face of an adult man.

Bipaan and Kyosul looked at each other silently for a while. It was Bipaan who broke the silence first. He took off his red robes and put them at the end of the bed.

When he took off the red cloak like the petals of the sweetbrier, he revealed dark red robes. Bipaan took off her outer garments and removed the crown studded with ornaments. And that was it.

“Princess,” he called her name.

When Bipaan took off his clothes, Kyosul, who was curling up her body with her eyes closed, raised her head and looked at him. He gently stroked her face with his warm and large hands.

With his hand down, he stepped back a step. His face became cold and rigid right away.

“I don’t care whatever you do here. Whether you embroider or read books, I won’t meddle with you, but you shouldn’t block my way. You should not disturb my efforts to succeed the throne. Remember it. Other than that your can live freely the way you want, ” he said.

After he notified her about matters that require her attention in a cold voice, which was not fast or slow, he turned around and sat at the drinking table.

With his back to her, he continued, “By the way, don’t wait for me. I will never seek you. ”

Having said that, he never again opened his mouth. With surprised eyes, she did not even dare to open their mouth while looking at his back.

The first night of their wedding passed like that.

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When the day dawned, Bipaan rose from his bed and disappeared after he opened the sliding door.

He never turned his eyes on her after that. With his back to her all through the night, he left the next morning. Perhaps Bipaan had stayed awake all night while sitting at the drinking table.

And it was the same with Kyosul. Sitting in the same place she had been the night before, she also stayed up all through the night while looking at his back with surprised eyes.

Bang!

When he left after closing the sliding door, her small body collapsed. Without even making noise, she kept shedding tears.

She was so scared of him. She thought for a moment that it would be okay to be held in his arms when he smiled slightly and touched her warmly.

He was still scary.