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The crown prince paced across his bedroom quarters with an absurd thought lingering within his mind. He vehemently shook his head, making his crown crooked. He had been rummaging through his brain for quite some time now. How can another man be so... pretty? No, he said to himself, not just pretty. Charming, adorable, and the way he let slip a laughter that sounded like dainty bells against the wind. The prince had always wanted to make him laugh and hated the times he had to leave his side... but why? In his short years of royal life, he had never been more confused. Because of Jeon Song Ji's embarrassingly short height, she had no choice but to tipped toed on the rickety stool to place the ancient brittle scrolls back in their rightful place. She balanced many other priceless literature in her arms, silently cursing the prince for his interest with books so far up the shelves. "Min Joon Young!" Without caution, Song Ji turned at the sound of her disguised name, only to realized she had fallen from the stool. Papers and scrolls fumbled through the air along with the girl as she desperately searched for something to grab. Withen a blink of an eye she found herself not on the floor but rather in someone's strong arms. "Cry baby boy?" She blurted to the smirking face of the crowned prince of Korea. A rendition of Love in The Moonlight
Part One
