This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet. -Romeo and Juliet. 

Luhan's POV

  “Stop, hah… It hurts...” he panted breathlessly. His face flushed with color and perspiration lined on his forehead. “Baekhyun, stop! Hurts, it hurts... Ah…” 

  Luhan arched his back. Trickles of sweat dripped down his face. 

  “How many poor girls have died wearing corsets?” He gritted his teeth as Baekhyun pulled the strings forcefully and tied them together. "Ack!"

  “None that I know of,” Baekhyun chuckled and helped him into a beautiful lilac dress. “Now, you look like a fine lady, M’lord.” 

  Luhan rolled his eyes as Baekhyun continued to play with his dress. “That’s nothing to be proud of,” 

  As the youngest of the royal family, Luhan was required to assume a female role in the family. His brown hair had already grew to his waist and styled prettily. And of course, he had to wear dresses at all times.

  “Come, the party must have begun,” Baekhyun offered his hand and Luhan took it gracefully.  

  The ballroom was filled with beautiful music and light laughters. Women dressed in beuatiful gowns with elaborate designs, peticoats and ribbons draped themselves over their partner's arms, as they interacted. Magnificent food of such savory and sweetness was spread across th