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Snow n' Starlight

First born princess of Goryeo is promised to Silla in marriage. What has begun as a promise between families becomes a pact sealed in blood when her betrothed is mysteriously killed. Now what binds Seol, the lady Ha In of Goryeo to Silla is a blood debt – to turn away from it would be to topple the country into irreparable chaos. Yet, her heart lies with another. Raised from obscurity of illegitimacy, fate of concubine - born last son of northern Kang clan rests on the emperor’s grace. However, being tasked with the guardianship of the imperial princess is the last of his worries. In the whirlwind of emotions that she brings along, it is not just his title that is at stake, but his heart and a secret that he had brought from a grave of a different time. Theirs is a fate from an age gone by, but a love impossible to attain. Theirs is a story written upon dying stars. *** From inside: The snow caressed him in a way she yearned to; fluttering against his lashes, tangled up in his hair. She has always felt home in north, in the valleys that filled themselves with her namesake and with this man beside he, arrows slung over his shoulder and laughter in his eyes. Silla and her betrothed would never take that place. Seol opens her mouth; it is now or never. “Don’t say it,” he cuts her off, a hand stretched out for a lonely snowflake to perch upon. It turns translucent against his roughed palm. “My hand isn’t made for snowflakes,” he sounds joyous, as he always does – when she is weeping within. His eyes remain resolutely elsewhere. “I’ve been summoned to the garrison,” he continues in that same flat tone. “My last duty here will be to deliver your highness to your betrothed.” She is unaware of the tear that has escaped, until an ice cold thumb brushes it off. “Don’t cry,” he says then and she sees the laughing spark in his eyes for what it truly is; longing. “It breaks my heart.” ***

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Seo wakes up to lady Ji's worried face, realizing belatedly that she had been shaking him. He recognizes the familiar surroundings of the physician's chambers and wonders offhandedly how he had ended up there. 

"What?" He asks drowsily, blinking at her. But then he takes notice of her agitation and sits up straight, wincing slightly at the pain that shoots across his abdomen. "Lady Ji?" He clutches a hand where it stings and finds a bandage around his torso. Belatedly he is reminded of the unhealable wound and things start to click. But his urgent worry is not his wounds, which, cursed as they are, would never truly leave the list of drawbacks, but he is more focused on the distress apparent in the face of the woman in front of him. 

"Young master, forgive me, I can't find the princess."

He must look as flabbergasted as he feels because Lady Ji repeats herself slowly. "Princess Seol is no longer inside the compound."