You were a princess of the Busan Kingdom, while Prince Taehyung was the prince of the Seoul Kingdom. You both were writing each other letters since 5 years, and now you were 18 and he was 21.
Over the time, the letters got deeper in meaning, more loving, and you both fell in love through words, without ever seeing each other. You had no time, and especially the King of Seoul, aka. Taehyungs father, was strict to him and told him to get more educated
But one day, he promised with everything he had, that he'd meet you and ask for your hand. That you'd be the princess and maybe even queen of Seoul.
He was different. He didn't promise jewelry or even more gold- you didn't need it anyway, as the princess of Busan. He promised love, strength, trust and support. Which was very rare, especially in aristocratic families since they only cared about money and titles
As you brushed your hair, your face illuminated by a candle, you opened the letter he sent you while leaning your head on the window
๐ด๐ ๐ณ๐๐๐, ๐ฐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ด๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐. ๐ซ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ณ๐๐๐, ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐. ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ , ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐. ๐ฐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ฐ๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฃ๐ช๐ฎ๐ฑ๐๐พ๐ท๐ฐ
At the bottom of the paper, a small dried rose was glued to it