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 161 - A new life, a new beginning
"Rice cakes? Of course, how many do you want, young man?" the vendor asked with a smile.
The young man in front of him raised two fingers.
"Alright, two it is then." the vendor nodded.
Then, he swiftly packed the order, wrapping it inside a piece of cloth before handing it to the young man. The latter took it, smiling politely at the vendor.
He was handsome. The pair of sword-shaped eyebrows, together with his narrow eyes gave him a very sharp and rather cold appearance. But the slight curve at the corner of his lips thawed his expression, making his demeanor seem less icy. Yet, in spite of all that, something seemed to be wrong with his eyes.
The young man's black pupils were blank. Just like the surface of a black, stale water, his eyes didn't seem to reflect the light. He also didn't seem to follow the vendor's movements, as though he couldn't see them at all.