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"We can’t go back now, can we?" the Prince asked, his voice barely a whisper.

Dan-Bi stared at him, feeling the magnetic pull between them, the unspeakable truth that had been buried deep inside both of them for so long. The unspoken bond.

He didn’t reply immediately. There was nothing to say. He just stepped closer, and in that moment, all the walls they had built came crashing down.

Without thinking, the Prince reached out, his hand brushing against Dan-Bi’s. It was subtle—an accidental touch—but it was enough to spark something neither could ignore.

Dan-Bi’s breath caught, and for a brief moment, he wanted to pull away, to push the Prince out of his life before it went any further. But he couldn't.

Instead, he leaned in, his lips brushing against the Prince’s in a kiss that was soft at first. But then, the kiss deepened, and everything that had been left unsaid, everything that had been buried under the surface for so long, came to life in that one moment.

It wasn’t just a kiss; it was a declaration. Of something neither of them had been ready to admit, but something they both knew was inevitable.

UNHIDDEN BLOSSOM

Dan-Bi had learned to live in shadows.

A ghost walking through the world of men.

But the Crown Prince was making that impossible.

Because no matter how much she tried to disappear—

It was late when she left the library.

The palace corridors were empty, the lanterns casting flickering shadows on the walls.

Dan-Bi adjusted the scrolls in her arms, her mind still filled with battle strategies and ancient laws.

She did not expect anyone to be awake at this hour.

Dressed in a simple black robe, his hair loosely tied back, he looked nothing like the royal figure that commanded courtrooms.

For a moment, they simply stared at each other.

Then, he tilted his head. "You study late."

Dan-Bi exhaled, steadying herself. "Knowledge does not wait for sunrise."

His lips curved slightly. "A scholar's answer."

She gave a slight bow and made to step past him—

"You are different from the others."

She turned back, keeping her face carefully neutral. "Different how, Your Highness?"

As if the answer was just beyond his grasp.

"As if…" His brow furrowed. "As if you do not belong here."

But the words struck deeper than he could know.

Still, she forced a chuckle. "That is a dangerous assumption, Your Highness. If I do not belong here, where else would I belong?"

As if the thought had never occurred to him.

And for that, Dan-Bi was grateful.

She bowed once more and disappeared into the night.

But even as she walked away, she could feel it.

The lingering questions in his silence.

And the slow, creeping dread that told her—

Chapter Ten: Unspoken Questions