Chapter 1.
The Little Prince.Prince Kim Ryeowook was born when Jong Woon was three.
"He's the prince, Jong Woon, you have to take care of him and make sure that he's always safe."
He listened to his mother carefully, seeing the small baby wrapped in blankets that rested on the queen's arms, sleeping soundly.
He nodded, although he couldn't understand why did he had to protect the prince, the world for a three years old kid wasn't dangerous at all. Maybe she was referring to take care of him when he fell on his bum like he did when he was starting to walk, or maybe that time when he had a splinter on his finger for playing with the broom. Maybe the prince could be as adventurous as he.
His mother picked him up, walking near the exhausted queen and leaning over, giving her son a better chance to see the baby.
"He's cute." He muttered, causing the queen to smile.
"He's perfect."
Jong Woon's family was dedicated to protect the royal family, his grandfather and grandmother protected the past king and queen, his father and mother, Prince Ryeowook's father and mother and he was going to protect the little prince with his life.
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The Little Prince was sick.
Jong Woon was following his mother while she was cleaning when they saw the doctor walking hurriedly towards the queen's bedroom. The toddler ran behind him, ignoring his mother's calls and managed to skip inside before the door was closed.
"He hasn't stop crying and he's burning in fever!" The queen had traces down his cheeks while she placed the Little Prince on the big bed.
The man didn't answer, he just pulled a lot of weird things out of bag and placed all over the bed, uncovering the baby's body.
Jong Woon doesn't know how to help, he know the Prince is suffering and he can't do anything to make him feel better, he's supposed to keep him safe from all damage but what could he do to make him stop crying? He felt ashamed for failing.
"Give him this every eight hours." He looks up from the floor when he heard the man "Don't worry, your majesty, the Prince is going to be better."
A relief smile adorned the queen's lips while she looks at bag the doctor gave him "I was so scared."
"You don't have to be
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