Letter from Bohoja : 1.

'Soojin-ah,

Your Bohoja is doing well for himself.

You ought to be proud of how a man who'd been reduced to a mere roach beneath your supposed husband's feet, has risen from the ashes and made a distinct place for himself in this world.

It does get chilly.

It also rains often in the part of the Kingdom where I've earned an abode for myself to thrive.

I do have my cotton blanket to keep me snug and mellow, you needn't worry about me.

I find myself seated after toiling hard and deliberating, what am I working towards, who am I doing this for?

In times when my heart feels heavy and my soul burdens me with thoughts of alienation, I seek shelter in your warm eyes.

The eyes that make wounds on these week hands, worth it.

Your hazelnut brown eyes, that turn almond shaped when you smile in my direction.

You eyes that hold a sense of innocence in them, they reflect a part of your undaunted persona.

I previously believed that warmth was just a proprioceptive feeling.

I only realised what it meant staring into your eyes, being the only one who you look at with love and life.

I can do anything for those eyes, I can walk miles, I can cross rivers, I can slander life- at one glance from the hazelnut brown eyes I've grown affection for.

You've not gone ahead of yourself.

We're taking 2 steps each towards each other, Soojin.

We're not committing a sin or a crime.

We're two people gravitating towards each other, opposed by what the world deems moral.

We're two souls that have found each other, in our most desperate and vulnerable moments.

My blood boils, Soojin.

It boils and fills my body with incomparable steam, a heat that traverses my bones and travels through my blood vessels, pulsating through my chest to my head, that throbs erratically.

It throbs erratically at the thought of you with Min Yun Ki.

The way he'd caress your fair milky skin under the calloused rough fingers he bares.

The way he'd ruin you for me.

The fear of losing you to him troubles me, on the coldest of nights as I know that you too are only flesh and blood.

Doesn't your heart beat at the touch of a man who's seen as your lawfully wedded half?

Doesn't your mind take you places where you wished you were in a consummated marriage, a happy one?

I want to give you that, Soojin.

I want to make you happy, after all the trials and tribulations that life has tossed your way, I want to be the light among the dunes, your knight in shining armour.

I want to be your lover, Soojin.

Will you let me hold and caress your hand?

Will you allow me to keep my eyes on you?

Will you bear the heir to the Rightful King, me?

Thoughts of you in his chamber have ants crawling all over my expanse, Soojin-ah.

My fury can only hold back so much.

But I have plots to hatch, shackles to break, before I make my way towards you, as your lover.

As I grow stronger, I wonder how my Shadow would feel coming face to face with me, his mortal enemy?

I'm not scared of consequences, Soojin.

I'm scared of loosing you to him.

Promise me that you'll burn in indignation at the mention of his name.

Promise me you'll hand over no part of you to him, as long as my breath runs.

Promise me you'll be my faithful companion, before I give you all that you deserve.

You ought to be served as a Queen, not as a mere prisoner amidst silk sheets.

I can give you the world.

I will give you the world.

You'll hold my hand back, won't you?

There lies beauty in separation, Soojin-ah.

With every flake of snow that finds itself on my body, I wonder if you've draped yourself in the finest of linen.

Looking at you with undeniable affection always,

Your Bohoja. '