Butterflies and Pins
On a special day when it is said that spirits come to visit the living, eighteen year-old Kim Yoon-Yi gets sent into the past. Year 1452 is a year of turmoil. At the Joseon court the King, a Prince and Ministers battle for power. Neither wants to give in, using whatever means possible to best each other. There is nothing one wouldn't be willing to do when a single wrong step can mean either great success or swift demise. While young Yoon-Yi learns to adapt and survive in this new and dangerous environment, she finds a bond that is stronger than time itself: love. For her it was a first love born in the past, for him it is something he cherishes in the present. But what about the future? Will Yoon-Yi's presence in that age trigger unfathomable changes, or will destiny follow its course unhindered? * This is a work of fiction. Some elements are historically accurate, while others, such as certain timelines, events and characters, have been adapted in order to fit the storyline. If you wish to share your opinion on this book, don't feel shy and drop a comment or a message. My discord is Raksha1#2597 The artwork for the cover has been commissioned from artist MagBya ^.^ (Instagram: @mag_bya) Discord server: https://discord.gg/R3AybhzGxT
Chapter 69
During that night, Jung-Hee felt as though she was riding a terrifying roller coaster. She kept being thrown from one state of mind to another, without having one moment to breathe.
First, she had felt fright, panic and then despair. After all that, Yu Yeong came along and she slowly went from hopelessness to apprehension. And now, the sudden relaxation of her taut nerves caused Jung-Hee to come close to a mental breakdown.
It hadn't been easy to keep her emotions in check all this while. Now that she was powerless to stop everything from bursting out, Jung-Hee felt completely overwhelmed.
As if sensing the emotional struggle his wife was going through, Hyun embraced her tightly. He placed his chin on top of her head, pressing her body against himself. He spoke words of comfort, breathing out softly into her hair.
"Shh. It's alright. We're safe now. Shh. Don't cry, Jung-Hee. It will be alright, my love."