‘SHH, DON’T MAKE a sound.’ Seungri slammed his hand over his twin brother’s mouth. ‘I can hear they coming,’ as they hide behind the long heavy curtain in their father’s room. He wish they had time to find a better hiding place.

But his instinct told him that this was the safest place in the palace. No one will look for the prince here. Because the prince were never allowed to enter the King’s bedroom. Not even today, the day of the King’s death.

Seungri see their ‘father’ lay so still in his bed and wasn’t about to going up and punish him and his brother for wrong doings.

He and his twin brother hide behind the curtain, and heard ‘their father’ seal his fate with his dying breath. His last words don’t express any regret. No request to see his prince, or even say he love them. No apology. Just one last wrong—one that would seal his fate forever.

‘Seungri must marry Jong Kook. It is the only way the people will accept him as a King.’