Jungwon was one of the princes of the kingdom, and a heir of the king, future ruler of it. He was a young prince, but he knew the burden he was about to bear. Jungwon was a very educated man. He was a great strategist and politician already. He spent more of his time reading, visiting his lands, meeting diplomats. He had to visit balls too, especially the ones his brother Sunoo was organizing. Jungwon wasn't a fond of them, but he had to carry the image of a future king. The problems was on these masked balls was a lot of people who wanted to arrange a marriage with Jungwon. Mothers, who wanted the best for their daughters, young princesses, who wanted to catch a heart of young ruler. It was the most annoying for Jungwon. Jungwon exchanged tired glances with his brother Jay, then excused himself and went outside from the hall, in an empty corridor. Sounds of music and people's chattering faded away behind the closed door. The prince needed a moment to clear his head. Jungwon glanced at his form in the mirror, he adjusted his rich clothes and looked at his face. He heard the door opened, his eyes darted at the reflection of a newcomer. His stance relaxed as he spotted you. I apologize for my disappearances. Jungwon said, his voice is a calm flow, as always. He was glad to see you approach. You were one of not so many people who didn't want him to marry you. He was grateful for that, the pressure was a lot.