A/N/ Just to clarify, Woobin caught Hyuk at the same time WonTaek were still in bed ^^

"Lovely weather today, wouldn't you agree?"

Taekwoon gasped and whipped round, pressing himself up against the railing. "Lord Woobin," he greeted awkwardly, trying his best for a forced smile. However, it looked more like a grimace, the ledge digging into his back "Good morning."

Woobin smiled broadly and came closer, placing a large hand on his shoulder with a long sigh. But, before he could say what he was going to, he paused, looking the prince up and down. "Your highness, you are still in yesterday's attire?" Confusion was evident in his tone as he drew back and Taekwoon's eyes widened as he glanced down at himself, turning back to face the grounds hastily. "Y- Yes," he mumbled "I was reading last night and fell asleep- silly of me really." 

"Ah," the older man grinned, placing his hands on the stone ledge beside Taekwoon's "You three are such bright young men." 

Taekwoon gave a small scoff and blushed in embarrassment at the compliment. "Have you seen father yet?" He asked, evading eyecontact. When he thought about it, he was glad Wonshik had taken him to bed. Woobin would have had a fit if he knew he had slept on the floor in the hallway all night. He wondered how long he had been there before the peasant found him. 

"Yes, sire," the lord nodded solemnly "He... is still..."

"He won't come out," the prince finished, his tone carrying more bitterness than he would have liked. He and his brothers were hurting too, didn't the King see that? They needed him there. They needed to grieve together. It wasn't fair, especially on Hongbin. Taekwoon would never forget the look of pained confusion that had crossed his little brother's face when their father pushed him off and walked away from them. It was on Hakyeon's too, although it was more controlled. He felt bad; he had Wonshik now, but his brothers only had each other for comfort.

 "I am sure he will come and see you all soon," Woobin promised, his voice sincere and face sympathetic "I am certain, in fact." They both stood there for a while, gazing at the pink sky and lush gardens, before the elder tilted his head "Have any of my princes chosen brides yet?" There was a hint of playfulness to his tone and Taekwoon groaned, dipping his head. He was never interested in getting married particularly but now the mere thought of it made him want to throw up. How could he marry a woman he didn't know when Wonshik...? He was just a call away from him. 

Woobin gave a loud guffaw at his reaction and nudged him slightly, causing the prince to look at him "I'll tell you what, if you and your brothers do as I ask, without putting up any fuss, I'll postpone the search for a queen, hm?"

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Wonshik smiled to himself, whistling contently as he rounded the corner into the yard. "Good morn- Ow!" He scowled and rubbed his head tenderly as something had hit it. That's going to briuse, he thought. He whirled round to see Jaewhan, stood with his back up against the stone wall, bouncing a stone in his hand. His usually, soft, cheerful face was dark. "Where the Hell have you been?!" He all but screamed, launching the small rock at Wonshik's face. Luckily, he threw his arms up just in time. But that wasn't enough to stop the elder advancing on him, shaking his fist. "Do you have any idea how worried we were?! I didn't sleep a wink last night because of you! And what about work, huh?! Now you have your prince this doesn't matter, is that it?!" 

Wonshik jumped forward and covered his friend's mouth with his hand to quieten him, looking round cautiously. Jaewhan was being too loud. The elder man struggled a little as he was dragged into their house before tearing free as Wonshik closed the door. "How could you stay out all night?!" Jaewhan continued to rage "That is a dangerous and stupid move, Wonshik! For both of of you! What if you had been caught, for God's sake?!"

The younger man shrunk back, not answering.

"I swear, you are suicidal!" Jaewhan shouted, smacking him upside the head "How can one person do so many stupid things in such a space of time? And where the Hell is Sanghyuk? Don't tell me you ran off and left him behind."

At this, Wonshik couldn't help but frown "Sanghyuk?"

The other man snorted and put his hands on his hips, eyes widening patronisingly "Sanghyuk? You know, tall, cute, too observant for his own good?" He joked slightly, referring to when the kid had discovered Wonshik and Taekwoon. But Wonshik wasn't laughing. Not at all. "Why would I have seen him? I thought he would have been around here someplace." 

"He went to look for you," Jaewhan told him, brow creasing a little.

Wonshik rolled his eyes "He's probably wandering round the grounds somewhere."

The elder couldn't help but laugh, shaking his head "Probabaly yelling your name like a madman in the rose garden, knowing him."

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"Wonshik! Jaewhan! Anyone! Help!"

Sanghyuk panted desprately as he banged on the door of the closet. He didn't know how long he'd been locked in there for- it was probably no longer than an hour but it honestly felt like days. The room was tiny and cramped with barely enough room for him to sit down crosslegged and had no light. He was starting to see the walls close in. 

He felt panic swell within him again and hit the door with his fist once more "Help!"

Slightly shorter than usual tonight but I had some college wrok I had to catch up on since I was ill a couple of days ago so missed it. 

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