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clear notes rang through the small garden as jinu plucked the strings of his bipa, soft words sung and mingling in the air to create a melody only meant for jinu's ears. the night was quiet otherwise -- the rest of the inhabitants of the palace in another wing. it was hard to believe that he was invited to play here, though his heart hurt every time he thought about how he really managed it. his chords became sad and dissonant until he heard a creak of wood -- jinu jumping out of fear. however, when he registered who it was, his heart rate increased tenfold. he stood quickly and bowed deeply. "your highness, i was unaware you would be here. i would have prepared a more suitable song if i had been warned." be respectful -- you never knew what would upset the very sought-after, very handsome prince.