Minji walked into the park area. “Aigoo… enough for today” Minji said and glared playfully

“Omma! It’s great!! I can use this sword! One day, I’ll be a great warrior like Appa!” Daemin squealed and shown his action with the sword to his Omma

“Wow! It’s great, baby…, but even a great warrior need to eat. And now is almost dinner time, so clean yourself and get our dinner” The lady took the sword from her son

“Neh, Omma” Daemin pouted. He really loved to learn martial arts

“Wait, where is Yongie?” Minji asked. She only saw her son with her husband and Seungri

“Yongie is with Jiyong Hyung” Daesung answered his wife’s question

“What? Where?” Minji Asked in surprise

“Strolling around. I don’t know, but I feel like they are getting along so fast” Seungri stated. “Even more, is it just me who think that the two are looked alike?” he added

“Yeah, I think so. Somehow I feel that Yongie is like the 4 years old King Jiyong back then” Daesung added

“See? I’m not the only one who’s thinking about it” Seungri states. “I prefer that boy to be the crown prince rather than that spoiled brat” Seungri pursed his lips, referred to Prince Joon, but then Daesung smacked his head again

“Arrgghhh!!!Hyung!!” Seungri screamed. “Why do you like to smack my head that much?!” He protested

“Because your brain will work better after I smack your head” Daesung narrowed his eyes toward the younger

“But why? Did I say something wrong?” Seungri winced

“You just compared Yongie with the Crown prince” Minji gave Seungri the answer

“What? But that’s true. Look, just grab Yongie and the Crown prince, dress them in the same clothes and take them into a random place with the King. Ask random people they met which one is King’s son, and I bet they will say Yongie” Seungri explained. Both Daesung and Minji fell in silence and deep thought.

“I hate to say it, Oppa… but I agree with this donkey” Minji said. Seungri gawked, heard Minji called him donkey and then pinched Minji’s cheek

“Yah!!” Daesung glared at him

“Mian, Hyung… but she deserved that for called me donkey after I made such a brilliant analysis” Seungri grinned. “So, what do you think, Hyung?” He asked

“What?”

“About my analysis…” Seungri hissed

“As much as I don’t want to say yes, I think…, you’re right…” Daesung said

“See? I’m the real genius here!” Seungri said proudly while Minji and Daesung rolled their eyes

“But that’s just a coincidence…. We all know that there’s no string between the King and Yongie” Minji said

“Yeah…, you’re right…” Seungri added. Daesung didn’t say anything…, somehow, there was another thought pooped in his head

“Thank you, Your Majesty….” Yongie smiled brightly. His hand held a handkerchief. A royal handkerchief with the royal dragon emblem embodied on it with the gold yarn

“But…, is it ok, I mean… this is a royal handkerchief… and I’m not a royal….” He looked up and met the King’s gaze

Jiyong, again, mesmerized by the boy’s eyes.the way he stared at him, the way he blinked his eyes… somehow The king felt so familiar with it.

“Your Majesty?” Yongie called, snapped Jiyong from his thought

“Aah… It’s ok… that’s a gift for you” Jiyong patted Yongie’s head and smiled

“Huh? A gift?” Yongie asked again. His eyes now get widen, made the King laugh lightly

“Yes, a gift… because you could answer Uncle Seungri’s question about our kingdom history perfectly….” Without he realized, he started to rubbed Yongie’s sleek hair

The little boy smiled happily being praised by the King.

“Thank you, Your Majesty?” Yongie bowed again. “Can I show this to my Omma?”He asked enthusiastically.

“Omma?”Jiyong asked. His mind somehow lost its focus all of sudden

“Yes, My Omma will be proud of me” Yongie said dreamily. Jiyong looked at the little boy again

“Where’s your Omma, Yongie-ah?” He asked

“Uhmm…, in the kitchen, maybe…” Yongie answered. “My Omma is a head chef here. Uncle Daesung said my Omma has magic hands” He smiled proudly

“That must be great” Jiyong ruffled Yongie’s hair again. “Then, Yongie….” He paused, hesitated, afraid that the question he wanted to ask would make the little boy sad. But Jiyong was tickled to know

“Yes, Your Majesty?” Yongie looked up

“What happened to your Appa?” finally, the question slipped from the king’s lips. and like his prediction, the bright smile in Yongie’s face started to disappear. And the king instantly cursed himself for asked such that question. “Uhm…, I’m sorry, Yongie… you don’t have to…”

“He’s missing….” Yongie mumbled

“Missing?” Jiyong frowned. Yongie was still looking down, and then he just nodded.

“I heard Uncle Daesung and Aunty Minji talked about my missing-Appa” Yongie continued. Jiyong knew it.He heard it from Daesung before. In fact, he just wanted to hear more from the adorable kid in front of him

“Omma told them, My Appa disappeared before I was born. They said Appa went to another town and never come back. The villagers found his cart the day after, and the cart was in the miserable condition. There were bloods everywhere, and My Appa was never found…” Yongie told the King, still looking down. Jiyong felt the huge urge to pull the boy into his arms, comforted his shaking body, and he did.

The King’s arms wrapped Yongie’s little body. His hand started to rub the boy’s hair soothingly

“I’m sorry, Yongie-ah…..” He said softly while keep brushing Yongie’s hair. Yongie closed his eyes. Somehow he had a strange feeling. Strange, but incredibly good to be in the King’s arms.

Yongie was longing for a father figure for sure, and he found it on Daesung who always treated him like his own child. Daesung had