Han-sung was beginning to regret his impulsive decision. His feet hurt, his stomach was growling, and he was being eaten alive by the mosquitoes. He should have listened to his hyungs. He wanted to go home. He wanted a nice hot bath and his nanny's home cooking. He wanted nothing more than to lie in the grass and watch the stars blinking in the sky.
Even as he wished for it he knew it was not to be. And he gave himself a mental slap for thinking about it. Hadn't he chosen this path? Hadn't he wanted to show his hyung and all the other Hwarang that he was a man in his own right? Okay so he wasn't good at swordsmanship or horseback riding or archery or pretty much anything that required physical strength. But he had his own talents and he was determined to use them to help his fellow warriors and prove he belonged among them.
With a renewed sense of determination Han-sung puffed out his chest and lengthened his stride. He would catch up to Sun-woo hyung and help him protect the Princess. And then maybe Dan-se hyung would stop treating him like a child.
*Author's Note: Ever since I watched Hwarang I thought they killed off Han-sung without fully exploring his potential. They could have shown how he transitioned from a sweet and innocent boy who didn't quite understand the seriousness of being a warrior to a man who was still sweet when the occasion called for it but was no longer innocent and who understood the cruelty that mankind can possess. Or they could have done something else. I just disliked the way the show started to bring out Han-sung's potential and then just killed him.