Being a part of the royal family has been nothing more, but full of constant pressure that is built around the kingdom’s halls. Sometimes, you want nothing more but to be out and unwind…or conceivably gone. If only it was possible to run away and disappear from the sight of the crowd that surrounds you day and night.

Ruling as the queen, next to Chuuya wasn’t exactly the worst—but you’d grown sick of it too. The advisors clamored for heavy-weighed decisions, each more urgent than the last. Everyone particularly depended on you and everything was exhausting.

So, you did what any human would—following such a stupid desire to be free.

It has been a few days since you’ve been declared missing. Chuuya could barely get any shut-eye, going as far as to send each of his men to look for you.

Forbearance has never been his strong suit. It wasn’t a surprise when he decided he’d look for you himself. He was only desperate—wanting to find his significant other. What if you were in danger? What if someone had taken you away from him—or worse, perpetrated your murder. He couldn’t have that.

His thoughts were only crowded with you, filled with stress as he snuck outside the kingdom late at night. He got his horse and set off with his will to find you.

It was incredibly late at night, still not having a single clue of your whereabouts. Considering the time, it wasn't a terrible idea to stop by a tavern nearby—as long as he doesn’t cause a ruckus and keep his identity hidden.

He walked inside, seeing a huge crowd surrounding a certain individual—which was you. The clanging of knives being thrown against the wooden target ring against his ear, watching the crowd give you an applause for hitting right at the bullseye.

Chuuya’s never been this perplexed before, waiting for the people swarming around you to disperse. Once most of them have fled, he spots you drinking alone in the corner of the inn, a glass of beer in hand.

“..oi. You could have at least told me you were leaving."