Hello. I'm sure you guys have heard about the recent Orlando tragedies. It's...unbelievable, all of it: Christina Grimmie, the nightclub, the alligator.
It's an unfair, mad world.
Well, that's all I will say. There are a lot of controversies, and I won't discuss them.
I hope you enjoy this chapter.
"Oh, I forgot to mention this, " Hak mentions causally as we stand front of a wall gate.
We walked for quite a while. Deep in the woods, far from town, it seems like this is a secret place.
Is this the place he was talking about?
He faces the wall, looks up, then yells, "Open up, you lazy bastard. You should be on guard."
"Yeah, yeah" a sluggish voice responds after yawning.
The gate slowly opens, revealing a village with open markets, people walking around, and houses in the background.
"This is an insurgency."
Fear slips into me instantly.
"I don't agree with the king."
This is bad, very bad. I have to leave.
But before I could say anything, the gate opens and Hak ushers me inside. "The gate's going to close soon."
And before I know it, I am inside, with the wall closed tightly behind of me.
I look around cautiously.
There are so many people.
Do they hate my father too?
I mustn't let them find out my identity.
"You idiot. You were on duty, Haneul." Hak flicks his forehead, followed by a groan.
Haneul, the boy he was talking to, is a teenager. Wearing the water tribe's clothes, he has black hair and gray eyes.
They are from the same tribe.
"Yes, my bad" he apologies. "Anyways," his eyes shifting to me, " who do we have here? I don't recognize her."
"An acquaintance. She's staying over."
"Oooh" he says, his shining eyes. "A girlfriend perhaps? Ehhh, I never thought Master Hak was that kind of-"
"Go back to your post." He smiles, though he looks more irritated than happy.
Reluctantly, he leaves, but not before announcing , "Guys, Master Hak is here!"
Immediately, a large group of people came, surrounding Hak and I.
"How was your trip, Master Hak?" A man puts his hand on his shoulder. " It's good too see you back home safely."
"Did you bring back souvenirs?" a little girl asks expectantly.
"Master Hak, welcome home!" Another person greets.
Hak grins and answers their questions enthusiastically.
At the same time, people also came to talk to me too.
"Who are you?"
"Are you a friend of Master Hak's?"
"Can you take off your hood? We want to see you."
An endless list of questions shoots at me, making me confused at their jumbled words.
I've never been asked so many questions.
I've never had so many people come talk to me either.
This is all new to me.
"Um..." I mumbled, unsure what to say.
"I'm sorry guys, but we have to go. Let's save this conversation for later. I know you guys have a lot of questions." Hak says, keeping a hand on my shoulder.
Soon, the group disperse and we are alone again.
Then, he drops his hand. " We'll need to talk with the big boss." He continues walking, beckoning me to follow him.
I nod. "Okay."
We walk for another ten minutes and arrive at a stone wall building with two guards flaunting the door.
"She's with me" he tells them, jerking his head towards me.
"You may proceed. Welcome home, Master Hak."
He gives them a curt nod and opens the door.
A long red carpet leads the way to a desk. Situated there is a familiar blonde haired man.
He looks up, revealing his clear green eyes.
My eyes widen.
It's him.
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QOD: Your opinion on these recent incidents?
