Unwanted Visitors (1)

Sungho took a short glimpse of Seok before he recited the words. The disbelief was audible in his voice when he heard the skeptical news from the court lady. "The king is what?".

"Dead," she mouthed when she repeated the news.

So the beast is dead?

A sigh was aching to escape from his lips when he bargained the same question to himself. He tried his greatest to hide and shallow the relief that caused his shortage of breath. It felt as if he was breathing yet at the same time, the air would not go in.

A word he could not say audibly obtruded in his mind: Finally.

There were no doubting thoughts that flushed in Sungho's head; it appeared Hyun Sik had already killed the greedy beast last night. He could sense the thick water filling his lungs at a snail's pace. He held the strong desire to heave a sigh from the feeling that came as something wearisome was disposed of.