#dalyuhwa

[haesiwoo-blog]

soft light*

@dalyuhwa

The sweet aroma of the magnolia blossoms was always intoxicating. He definitely enjoyed it, but the shape of the flower was more interesting than its scent. Each stroke of his brush was made to capture the delicate form of the flower petals, along with sharper ends of the magenta center. It was in painting Siwoo could devote his attention to something other than his family. Each of his paintings, a reflection of himself, but it was difficult today. The palace was noisy and his focus was quickly distracted. He set aside his brush and looked around. There were servants everywhere bustling around. Apparently, someone had just entered through the palace gates. Curious to see who it was, Siwoo made his way towards the palace center.

Siwoo wasn’t quite sure who it was, but he had an idea. His ears were quite keen to the rumors around the palace due to his friendship with the staff, and he there was a word that his eldest brother, Yi Minsoo, was to visit the palace soon. This wasn’t anything intimidating, but Siwoo was concerned. Although Siwoo was always good to Minsoo and cared for his safety, Minsoo always seemed indifferent. It was obvious who cared more about their relationship, and that was something dangerous in his world. Siwoo knew this, but he proceeded to hope for the best.

Finally catching up to the visitor, he was left outside the throne room. I apologize my Prince, but the King has official business to take care of, the guards tell him, but he knows what they mean. He understands his place. Sadly, he didn’t even get to see if it was his brother.

Trotting away from the door, he realizes there is an unfamiliar girl walking behind him. He can’t help but notice the beautiful hibiscus in her hair and wonder if she picked it out herself. He is tempted to turn and greet the girl, but cannot bring himself to do so. We'll part ways sooner or later, he figured. And so, Siwoo decided to enjoy his walk, robotically looking forward unable to ignore the girl’s presence, until he heard her voice ring in his ears. Turning to see if she was speaking to him, he met eyes with the girl.

A bit flustered, he apologized, “I’m sorry? Were you talking to me?” 

[haeyiwoon-blog]

❝ I would look a little happier if I were you. ❞

wedding prompts // starter

he gives a noncommittal hum to that; hasn’t he looked cheerful enough all night? a woman of her stature cannot dictate the acts of a man, and certainly not that of the crown prince, no matter her beauty or her connections. yet he bites his tongue to tell her that she should know her place, and he smiles instead.

“i have absolutely no idea what you mean, my lady,” he tells her, keeping his hands behind his back, and clenching his grip on his own palms before loosening them again, and letting both arms drop to his sides; another offers itself to her. “shall we take a walk around? i am feeling a bit confined, you see, and this might have been what you picked up on -- i’m sure your company will do my spirits hoped-for favour.”

[haeziyi-blog]

❝ Love isn’t all too important, not to us. ❞

( wedding prompts )

“…. us?” it takes a little longer than usual for ziyi to discover that she was in fact, speaking to her. directly to her. the princess can only repeat the word in repulse, a derisive sneer ripping from her lips at the fact that a woman of lower status dared link the two of them together. they were and would forever be, worlds apart.

another careful look and the princess notices the rosy flush fixed upon her cheeks and her glassy stare. unbelievable. she was tipsy. peasants truly were unabashed and obtuse to the ways of court. “implying that you are aware of what i consider important.” she can’t help but respond, her tone dripping of contempt.

[dalhayeon]

❝ You look like you could use a drink…or two. ❞

           ｢ — the royal wedding sentence starters            ｢ — status: accepting

she’ll hesitate, movements halting – albeit not for long – as her gaze falls to the cup held in the others grasp. she shouldn’t consider the drink being suggested by the other, but it’s oh so very tempting that she can feel her arm begin to rise from her side in the direction of the offering. that is, until she stops it. a drunk hayeon was a very loud, not in control of the words coming out of her mouth hayeon and therefore, any alcohol would be a bad decision. 

however, witnessing the marriage of one’s first love could be bittersweet. rather, it was always bittersweet. so far, the lady had been successful in suppressing any negative emotions from being visible. a wedding was a happy occasion, especially the union that involved one of her oldest friends. it would be selfish of her to feel anything but elation.

“i’ll pass – at least for now.”

a slight shift in stature as a smile tugs on the corners of her lips. 

“but maybe ask me again later?”