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Feet rooted to the ground, mouth open in awe. You could almost hear a heavenly choir in the background.

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"PRINCESS!"

You blinked, startled, turning your face towards the guard.

"To keep His Royal Highness waiting is A CRIME. You better stop stopping every 5 seconds, otherwise you are going to get us both executed!" You could feel the heat of his glare under his hat. You complied, letting him pull you through corridor after corridor.
Exquisite statues, colossal China vases and other obviously expensive artefacts passed by as commonly as a car on a road.
Or in the case of the Hanyang kingdom, as often as a hot yet murderous dude.

The ambience of the whole place was somewhat egoistic, you decided.

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A man with a shaved head dressed in a muted orange Dopo opened the heavy velvet green curtains, the sun barely shining through the mid autumn fog, the weak rays of light dancing off the
glass- no- crystal vase on the ledge of the oval shaped window. Inside the vase were flowers made out of, you guessed it- gold, studded with...diamonds?

Your heart felt heavy as you remembered the worn down straw hats and filthy streets you had landed in. Just one of those raisin sized diamonds could feed the entire Kingdom at least one meal.

The heavy silk garments embroidered with gold thread you were wearing felt like they were weighing you down, no matter how soft and exquisite the material felt.

Suddenly, the guard stopped, waking you out of your reverie.

"You may adjust yourself before meeting the Crown Prince." He said, voice devoid of emotion.

He turned you around by the shoulders, so now you were facing a massive mirror the full length of the wall.
"What do you mean?"
Was the excessive pearl powder not enough for their Oh so precious Crown Prince?

"For a start, you aren't wearing any footwear." You glanced down at your bare feet, just realising that the cool floor stung the small wound on your foot.
You had taken off your dirt streaked black sneakers after that glorious bath, and had completely forgotten.
Reaching into a rack made of bamboo nailed to the wall, he pulled out some ordinary looking leather slippers. "This will have to do for now. The royal tailors will fashion you some sandals and slippers after taking your foot measurements. As well as measuring you for some dresses- hanboks, hwarots, the like. The clothes measurements Jina approximated seems to be quite okay, however for your, how do you say...underthings? We will need accurate measurements." You looked away in embarrassment yet wondered why he spoke Jina's name with such familiarity. You stared at him suspiciously, sliding the slippers on.

You quickly glanced at the mirror, finding everything just as flawless as it had been since you left that weird lion-themed room.
"I'm ready." You looked at the guard.
He nodded, opening the even more intricate wooden-teak? door in front of you, decorated with carved leaves, flowers, weeds and creepers.

You stepped through.

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