The News.

All Soojin remembers is gathering her stole before subtle knocks filled the lull in her Chamber at the break of dawn. 

She had spent all night re-reading the letter she'd written for Yun Ki. 

She contemplated on whether it'd be right for her to leave behind the ring. 

The red sapphire, the eternal sign of their love, a souvenir and then.

And then, she imagined his face. 

The distressed look he'd wear on his face when he'd see the Red Sapphire glistening in broad daylight, seated on her dresser, as it had been the first time she'd laid her eyes on it. 

He was hers to love. 

The Sapphire would serve as a reminder of the fact that she was loved by someone, immensely. 

That there was a man, stretches of lands away, who'd be willing to lay his life for her. 

That he'd never give up on their albeit how difficult it was. 

Despite how the World had conspired against them, so cruelly.