A Gisaeng's Heart
Description
Things that go bump in the night...they're fairytales right? That's what they want people to think so no one goes out after dark. Many people would panic at the mere sight of the urban legends jumping out in front of them in broad daylight, but they wander the streets, and look just as normal as any other human out there.
For several young people, their world is in danger of being exposed as Japan seeks to claim control of Korea as a territory to Japan in the late 19th century. Magical forces that they can not comprehend seek to control them, but when a magic spell being cast goes horribly wrong, they are into the 21st century where they have to adapt and change to fit into the new world they've been into without warning, or a way back.
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Written 2014, my first Super Junior fan fiction. Also cross posted over on AO3 under the pen name Mihue (brian_fan_4eva).
The mature rating was removed 7/16, HOWEVER! There is implied ual content and also violence near the end of the story so if you don't feel comfortable with that, I highly suggest you do not read. If I get any complaints or concerns about the aformentioned warnings, then I will reinstate the mature rating.
Will update twice a week, so please don't hesitate to leave me feedback and let me know what you think about it!
Disclaimer: I only own Master Howie and the unnamed slaves/servants. All other characters are properties of their respective labels.
Foreword
Exerpt 1: “Young master, please don’t go!” A woman in a bright purple and light pink hanbok begged as she held onto the arm of a man in a dark blue colored hanbok. It was unsightly for the gisaeng to be running, especially after a yangban and in her own gisaeng house at that. Master Howie would be furious to find out his best gisaeng had offended Lee Donghae, the son of the Minister of Justice, who just happened to be one of their best customers.
“Why should I stay when you insult me with your petty jokes?” Donghae snapped, tying the ribbon on his gat.
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Exerpt 2: A moan greeted Donghae’s ears as he crouched low to Seungri’s form. The younger man was starting to stir, which gave Donghae some relief but there was blood on the ground. Unless Seungri was really clumsy and had cut his arm from the fall from his horse, Donghae was sure that something had attacked his guard.
Seungri’s eyes opened as he moaned again, this time, the pain and agony was evident in his voice. “Young master what happened?” A city guardsman, a captain from the rank on his hat, asked as he and a few other of the city guard arrived to cluster around Donghae and Seungri.
“Something darted across the road and spooked the horses.” Donghae replied. “His horse bolted.”
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