#dalahreum

[haesaeron-blog]

belle.

@dalahreum!

she heard everything about women.

she heard how vicious they were. she heard how malicious they were. she heard how women were the ones who craved power. which, saeron wanted to refuse the statement but couldn’t. after all, she was proven correctly when she saw her own mother.

she saw it right now as she waltzed in the store where silks were stacked. the silks radiated with vibrance as they brought life to the small store. the atmosphere masked as jovial by how various women gathered together. their chatter painted with tones of delight. yet, the female felt trapped as reality settled upon her. this atmosphere was nowhere near kind, it was rather suffocating.

competition strings their actions as saeron walked farther from the crowd before bumping into someone. despite her first reaction was to retaliate with hostility, she refrained from such as her visage encountered the other. her memory jumbled names as the female’s face remained familiar but unrecognized.

yet, the more she saw her face, the more saeron felt suffocated. the latter reminded her of the crowd she tried to evade. this girl probably desired the throne as everyone on their vicinity. so, it didn’t matter if she didn’t know her name now. saeron would learn it if the other triumphed.

“ah. sorry, miss.” the princess voices out with foreign politeness, her fingers clutched into her skirt as she takes some steps back. “rather lovely colour you have there.” 

[haesiwoo-blog]

continued from here @dalahreum

Kim Ahreum. He had no desire to forget that name again. The girl that approached him at the wedding had a very bright air and a suspicious attitude. She was quite the interesting character. Of course, there was something about her that made Siwoo feel like she knew more than she let on, but if they had met before, it was he that forgot her, which put him at a disadvantage. He truly hated being a burden, and this girl, whoever she really was, made him inadequate. Their lost history together was something he wanted to uncover, and every moment they would spend together from now on would be to piece together the story.

[haeyiwoon-blog]

❝ Well? How do I look? ❞

wedding prompts // starter

social niceties prompt him to say that she’s beautiful without even looking, but woon is too sincere for such things. he turns from a conversation with an older man -- hungu, for sure, with an eligible girl for him to marry -- and he smiles mostly because he’d much rather look at beautiful people than have to stand another conversation that requires him to smile and nod and say that he’ll think about it, of course he will, of course he’ll spend time with their daughters or their sons.

he can make his own friends, thank you very much, and in this instant he decides to solidify another. “absolutely stunning, my lady,” he replies to the too-forward question. he’s not used to ladies asking him such a thing. it’s a refreshing change of topic, at the very least. “if your aim was to impress everyone tonight, count me as one of them.”

[dalyul-blog]

❝ Well? How do I look? ❞

closed ⌇ haedal wedding prompt:❝ Well? How do I look? ❞

"lady ahreum.”

for a moment his body tensed up, not really sure why the youngest daughter of the state council official kim would approach him, yul tossed a sideways glance at his father-- it could only be one of his attempts. “your hanbok looks quite lovely tonight,” he bowed politely at the female, “it suits you quite well.”