[ON HOLD] Scarlet Heart Ryeo

Chapter Eleven

"AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!" Young Hee screamed at the top of her lungs.

The person at the door just stood frozen with his eyes narrowed while he sighed. "Can you be quick and stop with the screaming?"

"AAAHHH-" she paused. "What?"

"Just. Keep. Quiet," he took a step closer to her while she backed up on the bed.

The shadows hiding his face soon went away.

He was kinda tall, and had familiar eyes. He was wrapped in black robes, with his long black and dry hair tied in a ponytail.

"J-j-j-jung?!?!?" She jumped up from the bed with her eyes twitching and her finger trembling at him. "What. The. HELL ARE YOU DOING?"

"Shhh!" He groaned. "They aren't receding any moment. I need you to keep quiet! Unless of course you want to be separated from your family."

"Huh???"
"QUIET!" He snapped loudly under his breath and pressed his ear gently on the wooden door.

"What on earth are you-"
"SHH!"
"FINE!" She crossed her arms and dropped back stiffly on the bed like a spoiled 4 year old whose favourite barbie doll was taken away.

He wrinkled his forehead, struggling to listen every little sound from the outside.

'What is going on?'
"Ahem," she faked a cough. "Would you mind at least telling me WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING AND SAYING?"

He ignored with a just-shut-up-or-not-I-will-break-your-legs look on his face.

She scowled and took that moment of silence to think. 'Okay. I'm in my room with Jung. But that never happened in the freakin' drama! Jung wasn't with me, what more with me in my room-'

Her eyes widened. She wasn't in her room.

"What. The. Hell...?" She murmured.

"You're amazingly annoying and frustrating to handle, as I thought," Jung cleared his throat and rolled his eyes. "Not to mention blur and stupid too."

"Excuse me?" Young Hee choked. "I went to the globally first ranked high school-" she exhaled hard through her nose. "You wouldn't get it," she said. "But I am definitely not dumb. Unlike someone else in the room, who is cruel enough to ignore a helpless girl with no clue what is happening and uses that as an insult for her."

He snapped a fast and slightly angered glare at her for a second, before pulling away his ear from the door finally. "They're gone. I think the guards got rid of them."

"Huh? Guards? Them? Who's 'them'?"

He took a deep breath before explaining everything. "Do you remember the kidnapping?"

"Kidnapping? What kidna-" she recalled punching and trying to get off the back of a tall big-sized man who slung her across his shoulder. "You mean...," she trailed off.

"I see you get it partially now," he said, satisfied. "I was walking pass your family's home after I had a... talk with my mother," he took a deep breath. Young Hee knew perfectly why he was a bit uncomfortable at the mention of the word. It was when So took Jung somewhere to hide and his mother came in, pushing So away, regardless of Jung's declares that his brother saved his arm. "And I heard your scream. And so, I alerted some of the guards before coming in and saving you, even though you're hardly worth saving. But then again, you are Seo Young Hee, a very powerful noble, and if you got kidnapped or killed, there might be a war."

"War..."
"And the King might not even have enough power to stop it," his gaze dropped to the floor.

"The king?"
He snapped his gaze at her again. "Do not repeat what I say."