最初の花びら (First Petal)   “Where’s that goddamn bastard King?!? I know he’s here somewhere. Go search around now!” The leader of the bandits shouted while scanning the dark surroundings. “You lots are useless. He is injured how far off could he have gone?”   “Search!!!” The bandits yelled to each other. They ran off scattering into the forest.   “Hhh” A figure collapsed onto the ground not far away from the loud bandits. The King could feel his heart pumping loudly. His eyes slowly started to close letting the pain overtake him.   I can’t go on any further. This is it.   “You can’t close your eyes yet your Majesty. We need to go.” A voice rang out.   The King could feel the strong grip that lifted him up. His head was spinning making it hard to see who it is that is holding onto him. “Y-you..”   “Hang on your Highness. I’ll get you out of here.” The mysterious voice said.   And everything went black. --   The King woke up to a familiar room. What happened? Was that a dream?   He scan his eyes around the room. This was definitely his own room. The regal furnitures and the recognizable wallpaper were his.   “You are finally awake Sir.” The Royal Servant said.   “You. What are you doing in my room?” The King said sitting up from his bed. “Ow.” His sides ached.   “Please rest your Highness. the doctor advised you not to move around too much.” The Royal Servant said. “You have been out cold for a few days now. Eveyone was really worried.”   “What happened to me? Why am I injured?” The king could feel a headache coming. He grip his head and take a deep breath. All he could recall was a voice and the dark forest.   “You were attacked by bandits in the forest while you were on your annual hunting trip. You were shot by an arrow but thankfully General Yoon was nearby. He found you in critical condition and quickly took you back here.”   “General Yoon? Where is he now?”   “He is back in his quarters. Would you like to summon him?”   “Prepare a big banquet in three days. Invite his family over. I shall thank him personally.”   “Right away Sir.” The Royal Servant bowed out the room.   -Three days later-   “Papa!” Little 5 year old Chorong ran to hug the King as soon as she spotted him walking down the hallway.   “There’s my beautiful princess. Your dress looks gorgeous on you.” The King hugged Chorong back tightly with a big smile.   “Papa! Papa! Let’s go to the party.” Chorong jumped up and down tugging on her Father’s arm.   “Alright princess let’s go greet our guests.” The King said leading little Chorong by the hand to the dining hall.   The dining hall doors open to reveal a large room with a table stretched from one end to the other side of the room. There standing next to the table was General Yoon with his 7 year old son.   “Your Majesty.” General Yoon got on one knee and bowed his head along with his son.   “Oh stand up General. Welcome welcome. Thank you for coming. How have you been?” The King laughed and went up to shake the General’s hand.   “I have been doing great your Highness. How are you feeling?”   “Don’t you worry about me I am as strong as ever. Hahaha. and who might this be?” The King smiled looking down at the little boy standing next to General Yoon.   “I am Yoon Bomi Sir!” The little boy jumped up and quickly did a hand salute causing everyone to chuckle aloud.   “Ahaha. What a cute little boy you have General.” The King patted Bomi’s head.   “Thank you your Majesty.”   “Chorong go on and greet the General and his son.” The King said nudging the little girl who was hiding behind him. “Don’t be embarrassed.”   “Hi.” Chorong squeaked waving her hand but still would not come out from behind the King.   “Hello Princess. I am Yoon Bomi. Let’s get along from now on.” Bomi bravely step up to the princess with a smile. The little boy bowed down to Chorong and extended his tiny hand.   “Mm.” Chorong slowly peek her head out blushing slightly at Bomi’s actions and nodded.   -Several months later-   “Hahaha you can’t catch me~” Chorong laughed sticking out her tongue at Bomi.   “Just you wait and see! Hahahaha~” Bomi said chasing after Chorong.   The children were in the courtyard of the palace playing tag. It was a calm afternoon with a bit of a breezy wind.   Whoosh. A sudden gust of wind appeared