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I'm so sorry that I need to postpone the update… . My life had been crazy since the new semester started, with lots of assignments and tests. (TTATT)

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Rewritten Fate

By Ld-G

ASSASINATION ARC

-LAST PART-

One second passed. Two seconds passed. Three seconds passed. There was no sound, no movement, no talking… the tension on the air was so heavy that it could be sliced with a knife. But no-one moved and no-one spoke.

Hak would had already rushed toward Yi-An if he didn't felt the sudden heaviness on his arm. He glanced down at Yona and found that her body had slumped against him. His face grown pale, as pale as sheet, while his heart was racing. His breath grew frantic as he checked Yona's breathe.

She was still breathing.

He let out a relieved sigh. He almost thought that he had lost her. He threw a deathly glare toward Yi-An. His anger had yet to dissipate.

But his view was blocked by none other than General Geun-Tae. Geun-Tae gave him a side glance before focusing completely on Yi-An.

"Save it for later, kid. Yona-sama is more important right now." He reminded Hak. "Bring her back. I'll clean this mess."

Hak stared long and hard on the General's back. He wanted to give this damn assassin a piece of his mind, but he also knew that Yona was in danger. Yona was always his first priority; anything else didn't matter to him.

He gave Geun-Tae a nod before carrying Yona on his back and rushed back to the main building. He trust Geun-Tae would be able to handle this mess, and he need to find help as fast as he can.

Now that Hak had gone, there was only Geun-Tae and Yi-An alone. Geun-Tae knew that he was on disadvantage as he held no weapon, as opposed to the man in front of him. But where is the thrill if everything is easy for him? This will become a nice challenge once in a while.

He looked at Yi-An with a menacing stare as he smirked.

"Now, let's have a nice chat, shall we?"

The wind blew hard, and the moon was shadowed by the clouds, but he could see the cold blank stare from the assassin. It made him grin even wider.

Yeah, this is a nice challenge.

I had a dream.

In the dream, the sky was blue, the birds were singing and there was a bee on clover nearby. The streams ran clear and there were fish in the river. Next to me was a small boy and he told me how he saw the world. His answers to my questions were so precious. Once, I asked him if we should care for the world. He said "Yes" like he was surprised I should even had to ask.

But then, he was the one that crushed my world.

The main hall was in sight. With all his last energy, Soo-Won barged into the room. He was panting heavily; sweating so hard that his clothes was all wet in and out. He glanced across frantically as he searched for the king. He remembered that Hak specifically told him to ask the king, his grandfather for help.

He looked around as he walked slowly, looking for him. he was already in panic since he knew that he had ran out of time, but with all the people in the room, it was quite hard to find the king, which is really frustrating. It was through luck that he spot the king, his grandfather, who is talking with other guest on the corner.

He ran there and clenched the king's robe. "Grandfather!" he called a little loudly, earning a glance from the other guests, but Soo-Won paid no mind on them. He only focused on the King, wanting to tell him everything that had happened.

King Joo-Nam looked at him and narrowed his eyes. He put his big hand on Soo-Won's head as he looked at him gently. "What's wrong, young one?" he asked softly.

Soo-Won took a big gulp before breaking the news. "Yona… Yona is in danger! Please, please help her!" he begged, desperately.

The other guest looked at each other confusedly. "What kind of danger…"

King Joo-Nam only needed one look at Soo-Won's eyes to know the dire of this situation. "Mundok." He called. He gave the said person a side glance, which was returned with a bow. "As you wish, Your Majesty."

Mundok turned to Soo-Won. "Where is she, Soo-Won-sama?" He asked.

"She told me that she would be around north garden. Hak and General Geun-Tae had head there, but…" Soo-Won trailed.

King Joo-Nam nodded. He addressed Mundok once again. "Bring physician with you, Mundok, just in case." He said. Mundok gave him a nod of comply before heading out from the room.

Soo-Won looked at Mundok's back nervously. After all those running which was done through the adrenaline rush, he could feel his legs shaking, those sudden work finally caught up to him. His breath had yet to calmed down, but the tension on his body had started to loose, leaving him exhaust. His body system was going to shut down, but his consciousness was forcing him to stay awake. He could felt the warm pat on his head, stroking his head slowly. "Everything will be alright, don't worry."

He looked at his grandfather. There was no trace of lie on his eyes, but still, he couldn't stay calm if he hadn't confirmed Yona's safety. He nodded slowly, praying to the entire god up there for Yona's safety.

He was snapped out from his musing when he heard The King addressed him. "Now, Soo-Won. Tell this old man about this big tale of yours."

And with that, King Joo-Nam led him to another room to talk.

Then the scenery changed.

I was sitting in a field of green wheat, the stalks bent lazily in the wind and I marvelled at the grains. Each one was distinct and though different from the others, still perfectly formed. I ran my hand along the edge to feel the combination of rough and smooth and then held my face upward to feel the warm light of the sunshine. The air smelled just right and the birds flied in an almost cloudless sky. I started walking, hoping that this was reality.

But in truth, it was a mere dream.

'Please hang on there, Hime-sama…'

Hak gritted his teeth as he ran. His arm had gone numb, the heaviness on his back didn't help much either. He could felt his soaking robe against his flesh, the smell of the blood numbing his sense. Each second passed equal to each drop of blood that Yona had lost. He was racing against time, his princess life is on the line. He couldn't stop, unless he wanted to watch her die. No, he must not stop, not until he found help.

He ran and kept running. Another seconds passed, another bloods dropped. Yet, the main building is still far away.

He cursed inwardly, moment like this made him realize how weak and vulnerable he was. How he wished that he had the strength and the speed he had before.

"Brat!"

A shout was heard. He stopped, and looked up. He saw Mundok coming toward him with several other people tailing him.

"General Mundok…"

A great sense of relieve washed over him. Mundok stopped right in front of him, narrowed his eyes as he glanced at the peaking red hair behind Hak.

"How is she?"

Hak shook his head a little. "Not good…" he said, his voice cracked.

The other people, which Hak noted as physicians, arrived at last. They were both shocked at the sight of Yona behind Hak's back. "Yona-sama!"

One of the physician motioned toward Hak. "Please put her down here. We need to take a look on her injuries." He said. Hak complied quickly. Both the physician gone to work as soon as Hak put Yona down.

He stepped backward, giving the physicians space to do their job, but his eyes never leave Yona.

"You alright?"

He glanced at the side and found Mundok looked at him with concern. He shook his head. "It's not mine… the blood, I mean." He replied. Mundok nodded in acknowledgment, and then proceed on watching the physician work.

A moment later, Hak spoke. "There is a death body not far from here. I guess it is one of the assassins. Geun-Tae is handling the other one." He reported. But their conversation was stopped when they saw the physicians had finished bandaging Yona.

"How is she?" Mundok asked.

One of the physician looked at Mundok. "We have given her first aid. She need treatment as soon as possible." He explained. "Let's take her back to her chamber. We could treat her better there."

The physician carried Yona on his arm and rushed back to her chamber with Hak tailing behind him.

Another step was heard. When Hak looked at the side, he noticed that Mundok was also coming with him. He blinked a few times, as he thought he was hallucinating.

"You are coming?" he asked.

"Of course. I was ordered by the King to aid Yona-sama."

Hak could felt a load of heaviness disappeared immediately. His lips curved up a little.

"Thanks, gramps." He whispered, letting the wind blew the sound away. But it was still loud enough for Mundok.

"No need to thank me."

The next time I open my eyes, I'm staring into the horizon.

There, in front of me, was the sun, peeking out from its hiding place, slowly but surely coming out from its so called home. Below me was an endless ocean, blue colour sparkling like thousands diamonds spreading on the floor. Upper was a vast sky with clouds drifting lazily, as if saying "I don't want to go, don't force me". The wind was blowing softly, like a mother patting my head. I closed my eyes, content with the nature, enjoying every single breath that I took and let out.

The earth that I'm standing on… is peaceful and joyful.

They stood there, in the waiting room, all of them. The king, Yona's parents, Soo-Won, Mundok and Hak. It was tense, sobs was heard from Yona's mother.

Hak stayed beside Soo-Won silently, holding Soo-Won's hand to reassure him. Soo-Won's face was as pale as sheet, his hand was as cold as ice. His gaze was blank, unfocused to the surrounding. He wasn't like this when Hak met him just now, he could still wear uneasy smile to Hak, but as soon as he saw Yona, his smile dropped, and dread overcome him completely.

Hak wasn't the best consoler, and he didn't know how to console people. That's why he only stayed beside Soo-Won silently, hoping that it could help him even if it was only a little.

He knew he couldn't help anyone, not when he was also wreck inside. He might look alright from outside, but in reality, his mind was wreaking havoc inside. He wasn't faring well either.

He remembered when he and Mundok stepped inside the main building; the sight of Yona's heavily wounded body caused uproar in the castle. News about Yona's situation soon reached The King and other guests.

The King was outraged. He ordered for tightening the castle's security, even as far as threaten those soldiers for their negligence. The security was doubled, and maybe tripled. When The King stepped inside the waiting room, his fury was felt through the tense air.

BANG!

Surprised, I opened my eyes and saw that everything turned red. The warm sunlight had turn into the hot burning fire. The sparkling blue ocean had turned into the dreadful red ocean. There was no wind, there was no cloud. But there was rain, bloody rain. I turned around frantically, searching for another colour besides red, but all was red. Up down left right front behind…

Every single thing was red.

After Waiting for hours, Soo-Won was near dying. The silence was driving him insane. He wanted to know what was going on with Yona right then, not ten minutes, two hours or forty years later; he wanted to know before his brain shut down and his hands did something that he will regret later.

The silence of the waiting room made his blood as cold as the autumnal air that crept through an open window. Bereft of any wind the leaves outside hung limp until they fell of their own accord, there was no whispering noise or rustling. It was as if nature conspired to keep him in the dark, not daring to whisper the reassurance he craved.

As he stared at the wall in front of him, he felt the tension and anxiety build up as he stared blankly, his mind full of emptiness. Before the panic could eat him alive, he managed to catch up on subtle breathing exercises to help him relax. Just as he regained his steady heart beat by breathing in through the nose and out through the mouth, he could hear the footsteps coming.

The hurried footsteps and the squeak of a door brought his heart racing as fast as a gunshot. His head snapped in an instant to the physician that coming out from Yona's room.

Yona's parents questioned the physician as soon as he got out, but the solemn looked on his face confirmed Soo-Won's fear.

Yona had lost a lot of blood, broken ribs, bruises and cuts here and there and she was poisoned as well. The poison didn't pose as a real threat as it was only a mild poison and it had been washed out from her system.

Her chance of living was low, he said.

And Soo-Won tuned out the rest of his explanations.

Outside rages a blizzard so strong that the familiar sight of streets has been almost erased. The flakes fell slowly and air was almost still, but it was so thick that it almost obscured the view completely. It was as if the weather was also concern with Yona's condition. May be, the dragons were crying up there.

Red… there were lots, lots of red…

The fire was red… The blood was red… The rain was red… The ocean was red… Why was everything red? What had happened in the moment I closed my eyes?

I was standing on a vast red ocean… When suddenly the water below sucked me in. I fell down into the ocean… I was drowning in this endless red ocean. I couldn't see the bottom of the ocean, nor knew what awaits me down there. But I know one thing.

I was dying.

Geun-Tae stood in the corner of The King's study room. His serious expression contradicted with his usual laid-back attitude. He heard a soft footstep coming inside the room. He glanced up and saw Mundok stepping inside.

"You have come back, General Mundok." He said.

A flicker of recognition flashed inside Mundok's eyes. "Yes. It was fortunate for Yona-sama to even be alive at this moment." Mundok said.

Geun-Tae narrowed his eyes. "Is it that bad?" his voice was low and deep, as if suppressing a great emotion inside.

Mundok stared at him intensely. "According to the head physician, she had a severe blood lost. She got a lot of cut on her body as well; some of it is pretty deep. If she was a little older, those would not pose as a danger…" concern was laced inside his voice.

Geun-Tae let out a heavy sigh. "She is still a child, cuts like those are life-threatening, is what you want to say, isn't it?" he asked which earned a nod from Mundok.

"Yes. She also got bruised on her body, but thankfully, there is no fracture bone." Frowns were visible on the old general's face.

It was then the door was opened and King Joo-Nam stepped inside. He looked at the two General inside the room before settled his gaze on Geun-Tae.

"Geun-Tae."

Geun-Tae straightened his body before bowing down. "Your Majesty."

"Took you quite long." The King remarked.

Geun-Tae looked at The King sheepishly. "Well, I need to clean a lot of mess."

The King walked passed Geun-Tae and Mundok. He took his seat on his chair before looking back at Geun-Tae again. "Report."

"When I arrived, it's already messy. I told the brat to bring Yona-sama back before dealing with the assassin. But he managed to trick me, and ran away before I killed him." Geun-Tae reported.

The King's eyebrow rose by a few millimeters while Mundok blinked his eyes rapidly. "You got tricked?" Mundok asked.

"He is… quite cunning, so to speak." there is a hint of annoyance in Geun-Tae's voice.

The King sighed. "Anything that you get from him?" he asked again.

"Nothing. Except for the fact that there are two assassins, with one of them was killed by Yona-sama." Geun-Tae answered, avoiding The King gaze. That subtle act wasn't went unnoticed by neither The King nor Mundok. Both of narrowed his eyes, knowing full well that Geun-Tae was hiding something. But they didn't say anything and instead chose to play along with Geun-Tae.

"Yona-sama killed one of them?" Mundok asked.

"The assassin that I fought with told me that. I'm not sure whether to believe him or not, but it was quite strange for him to kill his partner too." Geun-Tae said. "I checked it before coming here. The dead one was bigger in size; there are cuts on its body. The one on its arm was pretty deep and long. The cause of death is probably the cut on its neck." He elaborated.

The explanations left a quite uneasy feeling inside Mundok's stomach. "Don't tell me, Yona-sama cut his neck to kill him?"

Geun-Tae just shrugged. "Like I said, it's already messy when I arrived. I didn't witness any of the fight before."

"If what you said is true…" Mundok trailed. Geun-Tae stared at him grimly. "Yona-sama might not be normal." He finished.

"Enough." King Joo-Nam cut into their conversation. He stared at them sharply. "This talk will remain here. It should never get out from this room." He said firmly, his tone speaks of finality, telling them that he would not accept any argument. "Tell no one of this; speak no word of the accident. Understood?"

Both Generals knew exactly where they stood. "Yes, Your Majesty."

"You may leave."

Both Generals bowed before leaving the room, leaving The King alone.

Looking at the empty space in front, a troubled expression was replaced the previous serious one. He let out a deep sigh and closed his eyes.

"You wanted to avoid trouble and yet, you give yourself more trouble."

Outside the room

Geun-Tae scowled as he walked in the hallway. "What's up with His Majesty? Isn't this disturbing?" he grunted all the way.

Mundok didn't pay him any attention. "I would shut my mouth, if I were you, General Geun-Tae."

Geun-Tae eyed him dangerously. "You are not curious?" he asked.

Using his only eye, he looked at Geun-Tae from the corner of his eye. "There are things that we need to know, but there are also things that are better unknown. Don't dig too deep on it; it might pose as more trouble than it's worth." He reminded Geun-Tae.

Geun-Tae looked away, the scowl was still visible. "Well, I get your logic there." He said, clearly annoyed, but didn't argue any further.

Both of them walked silently to each other destination.

I would soon engulf in to the darkness.

I closed my eyes again. I felt no need to watch whatever would happen to me. I'm falling down. Where to, I wonder. Was there any place for someone like me to exist? Was it Hell down there? Or was it Heaven?

Ah… I was falling deeper and deeper. And I stopped to care. Maybe… maybe this way was better…

Maybe dying would be less painful…

Since this accident happened, the King had ordered all guests to stay the night in the castle. It was to prevent any unwanted accident to occur again. That included Hak too.

It was close to midnight when Hak and Soo-Won was ordered to rest, they were forced to rest by the nurse. With no other choice, both of them reluctantly went away. Along the way, no words was exchanged, no comfort was given. It was a deathly silence. Each of them was lost in each other world, they took no notice on their surroundings.

Even when they parted ways to each other respective room, it was still silent.

There was nothing friendly about the snow outside; it fell thick enough to blind any traveller. The gale whipped each flake, so pretty on its own, into a projectile that hurt unguarded skin. The sky above had none of the moonlight that should have shine, so thick were the black clouds.

The blizzard removed the illusion of his eyes. With sight he wasn't alone, he was one of many in the world and the world was full of interesting things to see, to touch to feel, to keep his mind anchored in time and space. But as the white flakes whirled outside in an angry vortex, he was as alone as he would be in the bleakness of space and cold, so cold. "Blizzard" hardly seems an adequate enough word for what the world outside had become.

Sitting on the floor, Hak looked at the dancing snow silently. The partition was open widely, enabling the chilly night wind to blow inside. Table was put on his side, with tea and sweets laying on it. But none of them was touched. Those foods had gone cold as the time ticking away. Still, he paid no mind on it.

All that he felt right now is cold, pain and regret. This accident was not supposed to happen. He could prevent it, if only he was more careful. Yona had told him that she got a stalker, an aggressive one. If only he stuck close to her, or at least asked someone to watch over her, none of this would happen.

He let out a deep sigh. Unconsciously, he placed one hand over his heart, feeling the nonexistent wound, the wound which once rip his chance to live, to go back to his princess. It was dull, but the pain was still there, even if there are no wound to begin with, the pain is still registered in his mind. Remembering how painful it was, the salty and bitter taste of his own blood… it made his blood gone cold.

It must have been painful for someone as young as Yona to get beaten like that. It was really painful for an adult; it would felt double or even triple for a young child. If he was a young child, he might have cried.

But he wasn't.

He wasn't a child. He was an adult. An adult in a child body. A useless adult who couldn't do anything to protect his precious one.

He didn't ask for any of this. It was something beyond logic. Something that he had never wished for but never regret on having, this memory of something that had yet to happen but felt too real to cast aside. He struggled to sort them out, to choose which was reality and which was only a dream. For years.

Somewhere along the way, he thought that 'The most beautiful of memories are the worst', they cutting his insides as if they were shards of glass. He remembered all the times when he was among them, his real family, his friends, his precious ones, a place of guaranteed warmth even on the coldest of days. Now, Just the thought of them filled him a sadness he would never fully shake, because as much as he wanted to, his memories were only a mere dream.

They aren't the same people as they were, they didn't share the same memories as he did.

Neither did her.

Being with her was a pain. She turned every moment they spent together into painful memories. They were sharp, and cut right through him every time he thought about it. Even the sweet good moments they had were now turned into a knife that killed his already broken heart. She pierced his soul; she made him sceptical about people and love.

Each time he wanted to scream, to shake her up and shout at her, 'Have you really forgotten? Do you really not remember every single thing about us? Every single thing about me? Am I the only one that remembers about us?'

But it was alright, he thought. As long as they could keep living happily, it was enough for him. But then, problems arise. She was different and the course of even was different. It left him wondering, just which one is real and which one is dream? Which is which?

There should be a way to stop time when these things happen, when some human beings chose to wipe out another bunch of human beings or whatever it was they did. We should be able to just say, "No more; no more suffering, time to throw the cards in the air and see where they fall." Maybe such power did exist under human's radar, like how the dragons are real and not just some stupid myth.

For years, he had coped up with these memories. It was not only memories, he also need to cope up with the guilt that followed after each memory. When the guilt came, it took him down the old familiar path. He wanted to refuse to walk in it, pretended that he was the person he demanded him to be.

He wanted to see himself in sepia tones, not perfect colour. He wanted to scrub his head, but if he did, he'd never learned from what happened. And it's true what they say, "Those who don't learn from history are doomed to repeat it." And he couldn't bare that. So he kept his eyes on the horizon and his mind tuned to creating a positive future; because really, wasn't that what everyone needed?

Too absorb with his thought, Haku didn't realize that Mundok had took a seat beside him, heating the already cold tea.

"You are going to catch a cold if you stay up till late at night without a proper robe in this kind of weather. It was wreaking havoc outside, better close the partition if you want the room to stay intact." Mundok said as he poured the warm tea on a cup. He then proceeded to close the partition, before taking a seat again.

Hak blinked and blinked before looking at Mundok. Mundok had poured him a cup of warm tea. He would feel bad if he refused to drink after all the trouble that Mundok had gone, so he joined Mundok in drinking tea. The warm tea indeed gave him a warm feeling in this chilly night.

Staring at the tea, his mind drifted once again to Yona.

"Will she be alright?" he muttered absently. He was at lost at what should be done. It's not that he doubted the credibility of the royal physician. It's more like he felt he was useless, not being able to do anything other than watching the world play out. Who knows when the curtain would be rise or drop?

The fact that he was a mere audience who have no authority to handle the play, or even a portion of it, made him frustrated. He thought he had a pretty good grasp on the course of events, but he was wrong. None of what he had predicted come true. Maybe this was the world's way to tell him that cheating is not allowed.

Seemingly aware of his inner turmoil, Mundok patted Hak's head gently. "If she is as strong as you said she is, then I don't think we need to worry too much." Those words calm Hak a little.

Seeing that Hak had at least calmed enough to talk, Mundok started the conversation. "You never mentioned anything like this will happen."

Hak scowled at the mention. "Of course not…" he growled. "Since this had never happened before." He clenched his hand; agony was visible on his face. "In fact, the courses of events are all different than before. The timeline is all messed up that I could hardly prepare for it."

Mundok couldn't see his eyes since His bang overshadowed them, but he was pretty sure that those clear orbs were probably clouded in rage. It wasn't strange, considering how protective Hak is in regard to Yona.

Mundok worded his next question carefully. "What's the factor in all of this change?"

There was no reply for a moment. And Mundok didn't rush Hak to reply. He knew that Hak need time to think. Once he found his answer, he would answer Mundok's question.

And true enough, minutes later, Hak opened his mouth slowly. "I guess…" he began. "It's Hime-sama herself."

If he thought about it, the biggest difference that occurred all this time was Yona's presence. The Yona in this world and the Yona in his world, they were too different, like they were actually a different entity to begin with. Yona in his world was so bright, so cheerful; she was like a sun that shines even in the darkest day. But the Yona in this world… she was like the moon, so cold, so far, and alone.

Mundok had also come to the same conclusion. He might not have the memories that Hak had, but at the very least, he was informed on what had occurred inside Hak's memories. He was aware on what they would face in the future and what kind of people that stood at their side. But this recent event caused him to think. What if Hak was not the only one that had those memories?

He stared at Hak silently before letting the question out. "Has it ever occurred to you that maybe she had those memories like you do?"

Hak surprised look had answered Mundok's question. Hak must have never thought of the possibility of other people having past memories, or he might have force himself to never think about it, as to not having his hope up.

But now is not the time to reject on whatever possibility that they could think of, even if it was only 1% chances of occurrence. "If she does, it will answer the entire question, and would explain on the difference of the characteristic."

Hak fell into silent. Flashes of what Soo-Won told him come into his mind.

"It's nothing, really. I just feel like both you and Yona are different."

"Both of you seems to… know something that I don't…"

He gulped a little. "It… might be possible." He muttered. Soo-Won is really an observant child. If he had noticed something like that, then there is a high chance that it is the truth. His heart started to beat frantically. Does this mean that Yona knew him all along?

He held his head with one of his hand. He let out a deep sigh as he closed his eyes. "I really need some sake for real."

Mundok give him a deadpanned stare. "No, you don't. You are underage."

Hak scowled sullenly. "General Mundok-" he began, but was cut with a hit on his head. Once again Mundok hit him with a folding fan which come out from god knows where.

"No, you will not get any sake! Also, call me 'Grandpa'!" Mundok said before he drink he cup of tea, leaving Hak grumbled as he nursed his pitiful head. He glared at Mundok in annoyance.

"I've never understand what's the problem in that."

I was falling, deeper and deeper.

I knew I would soon reach the bottom of the sea.

A red haired woman was standing in front of a blonde hair man. They seemed to be in some kind of heated argument, or so what Soo-Won thought. The red haired woman obviously angry, yet the man only gave her a small smile in return. He couldn't see their face, it was blurry at best. And he couldn't hear what they are talking about. Only one or two words were heard.

"- let me -!"

The man gave the woman something long and big.

"-here, take this. - in my stead, please."

The woman slapped the man's hand, obviously rejected his idea.

"-!"

But the man only smile as he put the thing into the woman's hand. And he was gone from there, leaving the woman along.

Soo-Won turned around when he felt the woman stare at his way. Imagine his surprise when he was stand face to face with the man before. The man's face is too blurry for Soo-Won to get a good look at him.

"-"

The man said something to Soo-Won, but he couldn't hear it. Before he could even asked the man to repeat, he was pulled back jolted by a loud sound.

His eyes snapped. Heart was bumping inside. He looked around and realized that it was a dream.

He got up and looked around. The blizzard had yet to cease, the loud crash are probably from its work. But his mind wandered again to his dream. It was a strange dream, one that he had never had before. He was almost forgotten about the dream since he was jolted out from it, but he could more or less remember what occurred in it.

"What… is that…"

One thing that bothered him was the woman in his dream. Even though it was blurry, it resembled with the sudden image that he saw on Yona that time.

"Red… hair…"

Just who is she?

I suddenly remembered what Hak told me ages ago…

"This time, come back. Otherwise, I'll stick annoyingly close to you from now on."

I… wouldn't mind if you stick close to me… I wouldn't mind it… not at all…

So, Hak… would you… come back to me… if I couldn't go back…? Would you, Hak…?

"Think of me as a tool. Use me so that you can live! That's what I'm here for!"

I… wanted to see you… Hak…

I wanted… to be spoiled… by you again…

I wanted… to be your princess again…

Save me… Hak…

-End of Arc-

To be continued

And that is the end of this Arc. ^o^

Honestly, I'm not too sure about this chapter. This was pretty much done in a rush, as you probably can see. ^^"""

Regardless, I hope that you enjoyed this chapter, from the bottom of my heart! 3

Thank you for those who had reviewed, favorite and follow this story! :D

Bookgirl18 : Yeah, I understand your point. Honestly, when I wrote it, I was also kind of forgetting the fact that Yona was still a four year old child. -.-" but I can't cry over a spilled bean, can I? So I'll think of a way to somehow bring this flaw to fit the plot… I hope. TT^TT

Harukatana : I like Joo-Doh too 3 but he wouldn't make an appearance until much later… Thank you for loving this story~ Hope you enjoy this chapter as well!

Seaofhope : Thank you for reading this story! Hope you enjoy this chapter as well! :)

Guest : Actually, Yona is only a four almost five years old child, while Hak and Soo-Won both around seven. It's not strange that you confused since I kind of portray them too mature, I think. T.T

Minako213 : is it a cliffhanger? I didn't even realize it when I wrote that. Thank you for your patience in waiting for this chapter. I'm sorry for the delay. *bow*

Deviedra : ikn, I felt bad when writing that too. Somehow, I didn't want Yi-An to be the bad person and ended up writing an angel in disguise? #ignoreit

Neko1290 : Thank you for reading my story! Here is the new chapter! Hope you enjoy it as well~ :D

Deb.23 : … (Silent) Idk how to reply… haha… if I answer your question, it'll be spoiling my entire secret~~ anyway, thank you for reading this story! :D I hope you enjoy this chapter as well!

Sousie : thank you for reading this story! Thank you for your good-luck wish too! 3 here is the newest update! Thank you for your patience! Hope that you enjoyed it as well!

Marianmerza : I'm sorry, but there won't be any battle featuring Hak anytime soon… . I still hope that you enjoyed reading this chapter… thank you for reading this story!

Motoko-chan : thank you for reading this story! Hope you enjoy this chapter as well!

Thefriendyouhate : Thank you for reading this story! Here is the newest chapter! :D hope you enjoy it as well!

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See you on November 12th or November 13th.

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