Vergil's OneShots (DMC Fanfiction)

My King At Night (Part Three)

Because it was rather dangerous for the King's Lady to go to the capital town alone -even if it was just for consulting a physician -Daehyun made sure that her clothes did not show the wealth and nobility that she had somehow gotten. The capital town was still the same; nothing much had changed but it seemed like Daehyun was the only one who had changed amongst it all.

The simpler lives laid out before her, and she gave a small sigh before she turned towards the palace gates again. It was a simple life that Daehyun could no longer return to now. She had been caught in the palace, and the place had changed her like the Lieutenant General said. The guards at the gate tried to stop her, but startled in shock when she removed her hat and outerwear to show the dress that she was made to wear to show off her status as a Noble Lady.

"L-Lady Daehyun, excuse me, I did not realise..." The guard who had stopped her stuttered in shock, but she smiled and shook her head.

"It is fine. Please don't tell anyone that I went out. The Lieutenant General will worry."

"O-Of course." The guard bowed politely and quickly ordered for her to be allowed through. Daehyun made sure not to let anyone stop her path towards the Barracks, slipping back into the small warehouse that the Lieutenant had lent to her as her tiny office to store her herbs. Like how she had slipped out through the window that banked the wall of the palace, she slipped in again, glad that she had not been caught in her short escape out of the palace.

The rest of the day went in a blink, and Daehyun laid on her bed at night, waiting for the tell-tale sounds of His Majesty beginning his nightly activities. She no longer knew what to think about the man. She had gained her position as the King's Lady, but it was clear to everyone now that she was a Lady who was slighted by His Majesty. Her gratitude to the man and frustration at him now laid within her in equal parts as Daehyun silently picked her usual way out of her room once the delighted squeals of today's chosen maiden rose, paired with raunchy tenor laughter that she had now come to recognise as the King's voice.

It was strange, though, how the King sounded so much like the Lieutenant General whenever he laughed like that.

But it was not possible that the Lieutenant General could be lying to her, because the man was there again by the pond, waiting for her when she slipped behind the Tea House.

"Lieutenant General." She greeted with a smile that appeared on her face uncontrollably.

"Lady Daehyun, you have arrived. Please, take a seat. You must be cold in this night air." He turned to face her at the sound of her voice, a soft gentle and beautiful smile drawing across his face.

Daehyun had to admit it; she had good feelings for the Lieutenant General. At first it had been just gratitude for his friendship, his easy-going nature and the extents that he took to make her feel at ease as much as possible within the palace. But over the nights that she began to meet him at the pond behind the Tea House, talking to him about everything under the sun, hearing his stories of how he and his brother had travelled to many places and learnt about many things before coming to the palace, Daehyun had become attracted to the man's gentle self.

She received his usual cup of offered tea, taking a seat where he always laid out his outerwear for her on the ground. It was their routine now, and she gratefully sipped at the still steaming tea, shivering a little as the warmth spread in her body.

"You look well tonight, Lady Daehyun." Lieutenant General observed.

"I feel well tonight." She answered with a big smile. "I have received good news today, but I hesitate to tell anyone. You are the first person I want to report to, because I think you are partly the reason I have received the good news."