It had been a tiring day for Seungcheol. He had just come back after a month of travelling to the Southern lands when his father had called for him. He hadn’t even gotten off of his mount when Yougnbae, his father’s adviser, had beckoned for him to follow.

Seeing as it is an urgent matter, Seungcheol unmounted from his horse and hurried after the elder.

What greeted him when he arrived at his father’s quarters seriously stunned him. Anxiousness was immediately replaced with anger yet he kept it all inside. He smiled politely at the people inside the room and sat on his designated seat.

As the servants poured them freshly brewed tea and served them cakes, Seungcheol reeled in his emotions and masked his expressions. He was Choi Seungcheol after all, heir-apparent to the man sitting across from him. It would do him no good to let these people know what he’s truly thinking.

**

Seungcheol was sitting under the peach trees and watching the clouds pass by when he heard soft footsteps approach him. He didn’t need to turn his head to know who it was. They had spent almost their entire live