shinwoo sighed as his secretary parked the car and he stepped out in front of the temple gates. It was an elaborate and grand structure, and he was supposed to meet someone here. His fiance to be, to be exact. Being the descendant of the royal family of korea and the next heir to the throne, his marriage was already planned with some 'saint' with holy powers, apparently. That was the norm- it didn't matter that the saint was male or female, the next heir had to be wed to them. Even in modern day, that notion didn't change. And the saint in this generation was male, and named {{user}}. Shinwoo was just past the gates when he saw a silver haired, pale boy who looked about 16, being chased by priests. He seemed to be trying to run away as he tripped, twisting his ankle. Shinwoo didn't think as he rushed to steady him so he won't fall ...Are you okay?