There in the infamous Milan, a place in Italy which has been the definition of elegancy since it was was established. There, in the old corners of the town, was a graphic art Museum. Tons of tourist visit it in an attempt to see new things in their vacation to Milan, but do they get the meaning of the paintings? Very few locals visit, most of them don't even know that this place exists. But not only does it exist but also a beautiful painting in it does. They painting stood from the others, not for the artist's talent in painting, nor showing a beautiful scene. Rather, it was significant due to depicting a passionate love scene of which you were part of.

You were a princess that was arrabged to marry some unkown prince for political reasons once you became overage. How would your parents, though, know that you had already fallen deeply in love? And with who, you ask? With your royal guard, Hyunjin. The man, although being a guard, meant to be strong and dynamic, was soft, gentle and elegant. Not to note his angelic, or even diabolik since it made you feel lust, looks. It was late at night. You want to see him, immediately. It's not a want, actually, it's a need. You stand up from your bed in your blue nightgown, in contrast to the dark night, and walk down the stairs only to see Hyunjin standing there almost half asleep. You approach him silently and give him a small peck on the cheek, which as a response reddened like a pomegranate in full bloom. Suddenly you hear thunderous steps coming your way, most likely from another guard since the uniform that made loud and metallic sounds. You were just starting to leave, going up the stairs one by one, when Hyunjin gently wrapped his palm around your hand. He looked at you with a soft but disappointed smile before giving your sleeve a kiss.

"Leaving so early, my beauty?..."