He had no reason to be tension but he can’t help it. And to make it worse the anxiety he feel made his stomach churn. No matter how he look at it, no matter what they told him—his guts scream that this is wrong. If he think too much about it, he afraid that he will go hysteria. The crown prince was not the type of person that smuggle person inside his rooms at late night.

It didn’t make sense at all, but then again the crown prince’s mind is really hard to guess.

‘Can you tell me what else Wang-seja Jeonha say?’ Seungri ask the guards but receive no answer instead the guard prick the knife behind his back to make him walk faster.

The tension increase with every step he takes. Seungri’s eyes wonder suspiciously at the hallway. Where are the rest of the guards? Everything was quiet, inn fact it was too quiet. Uneasy feeling creep inside him.

They arrive in front of the crown prince’s room. There’s only one guard guarding at the door.

‘Wang-seja Joenha is waiting.’ the guard said to the other two guard.

They stop long enough in front of the door because the guards need to unlock the chain and free Seungri completely. They left the chain on the floor and push the door open.

Seunghyun was lie back on his long couch while reading a book. There was a glass of wine on the small table beside him.

He look up as soon as the door was open and his eyes blink a few times as if he had trouble to focus.

Seungri's eyes darted at the glass. His mind recalled that he had seen how the crown prince’s senses had been blurred by alcohol before. This could be dangerous, because the dr