In the hushed ambiance of the study room, the trio found themselves in an unexpected confrontation. Seated on the couch, Chanyeol and Eungi exchanged a silent dialogue, their expressions conveying a myriad of emotions. The weariness etched on Prince Chanyeol's face cast a haunting pall over the room, its presence palpable, holding all within its grasp.

The butler, a silent sentinel amidst the tension, navigated the delicate balance between the enigmatic prince and the determined Lady Kwon Eungi. His gaze, a careful observer of the unfolding scene, bore witness to the silent interplay of power and emotion that hung heavy in the air.

On Kwon Eungi's side, an overwhelming sense of joy enveloped her as she found herself in such close proximity to Park Chanyeol. Her heart threatened to burst with the sheer excitement of the moment. Unable to contain her admiration, she marveled at the prince's features – his seemingly impassive expression masking a countenance that possessed a magnetic allure.

His black, slicked-back hair framed a face of undeniable beauty, an aesthetic perfection that resonated with an underlying strength. Prince Chanyeol's lean figure reclined on the couch, his stoic presence casting an enigmatic spell that added a mysterious aura to the room.

"My lady Eungi, what did you..." the butler began, his attempt at conversation hanging in the air, a gentle ripple of curiosity permeating the room. However, before he could finish, Eungi interjected with a resolve that demanded attention.

"I want to be Prince Chanyeol's wife," she declared, her words cutting through the hushed ambiance with a blend of unwavering clarity and directness.

"Lady, you see our Prince is not feeling well. How could you..." Once again, the butler's words were met with Eungi's unyielding interruption. Undeterred, she reached for Chanyeol's right hand, her touch firm yet tender as she clasped it with both of hers. The room seemed to shift, a subtle current of determination and warmth altering the previously tense atmosphere.

As she was gazing sweetly at Chanyeol's face, Eungi's actions aimed not just to convey her intentions but to bridge the emotional gap that lingered in the room. The butler, navigating the delicate balance of duty and unfolding dynamics, observed as Eungi's unwavering resolve brought a flicker of attention to Chanyeol, a shift in his otherwise impassive demeanor.

"I am committed to your happiness, regardless of your condition. I will stand by you through thick and thin. Please, marry me." she declared with fervor, her words carrying the weight of sincerity and an unwavering commitment, brushing aside any notion of desperation that might be perceived by both the butler and the still-lifeless Prince Chanyeol. As she delicately caressed Chanyeol's soft hand, an unspoken joy welled within her heart, finding solace and bliss in the simple act of holding his hand.

"It's up to my butler, Kael." Chanyeol withdrew his hand with an indifferent expression, making his declaration before exiting the room, leaving Kael and Eungi immersed in an intriguing conversation.

"So, your name is Kael?" Eungi inquired, sparking Kael's enthusiastic nod.

Unexpectedly, Kael reached for Eungi's hand, his eyes b with gratitude for her role as a knight, saving Prince Chanyeol's life.

"Thank you, Lady. You saved our Prince. But... how did you know that he was about to take his life?" Kael, though perplexed, expressed genuine appreciation.

"Not entirely sure, but I want to marry him. Would you agree?" Eungi stated, veiling her true intentions of seeking revenge for the wrongs committed by Minho and Cindy. Observing Kael nodding with shining eyes, she forged ahead.

"When do you want to get married, my Lady? Perhaps next month?" Kael proposed, reaching for a notebook on the table, eager to document the potential union between Prince Chanyeol and Eungi, sensing the determined woman's capability to bring joy to the Prince's life.

"Tomorrow," Eungi declared, catching Kael off guard.

"But the Crown Prince's ceremony is scheduled for seven consecutive days. How can we..." he began to question.

"Make it possible, Kael. You can do it," Eungi asserted, her confidence radiating, setting the stage for an unconventional yet determined path toward marriage.

After hearing the urgent request from Kwon Eungi, a surge of adrenaline propelled Kael through the grand corridors of the palace. His hurried footsteps echoed against the opulent walls as he sprinted as fast as his legs could carry him to Prince Chanyeol's room. The grandeur of the palace seemed to blur as he navigated the labyrinthine halls, his thoughts racing to comprehend the audacious proposal presented by the unexpected visitor.

Kael cleared his throat before addressing Prince Chanyeol, "Prince, the lady wishes to propose the wedding tomorrow. Would you consider accepting this proposal?" He hesitated for a moment, sensing the gravity of the request and the potential for it to disrupt the carefully planned ceremonies.

As Chanyeol was stood at the balcony, seeing a star that shining at the darkness of night. Then his gaze fixed on the distant horizon, remained silent for a beat, contemplating the unexpected turn of events. The air in the room seemed to hold its breath as the butler awaited the response that would determine the course of the prince's future.

After a thoughtful pause, Chanyeol finally spoke, his voice carrying a subdued intensity, "Why tomorrow? The Crown Prince's ceremonies are scheduled for seven consecutive days. How could we possibly rearrange everything in such a short time?"

Kael, acutely aware of the intricate protocols surrounding royal ceremonies, weighed his words carefully before responding, "My Prince, the lady is determined and believes in the possibility of making it happen, envisioning a celebration that transcends the constraints of time. She sees this not as a disruption but as a unique opportunity to weave our joyous union into the very fabric of the ongoing festivities."

He paused, allowing the gravity of Lady Eungi's vision to settle. The room held a contemplative hush, the flickering candlelight casting shadows that seemed to dance in tandem with the uncertainty in the air.

"I understand the significance of the Crown Prince's ceremonies," Kael continued, "but perhaps there's a way to craft a moment that adds to the grandeur of the occasion, creating memories that will be etched in the annals of our history."

Chanyeol sighed, the weight of his emotions pressing down on him, an unbearable burden as he grappled with the reality of the woman he loved being announced as his brother's wife. The ceremony was ongoing, and duty dictated his presence, yet he found himself unable to confront the heartbreak unfolding before him.

Turning abruptly to face Kael, Chanyeol met the earnest gaze of his faithful attendant. The turmoil within him was evident in his eyes, reflecting the profound hurt inflicted by Cindy's rejection. In a moment of raw vulnerability, he uttered a decisive command, his voice cutting through the heavy atmosphere.

"Prepare the papers; we will get married now," Chanyeol's order held a mix of desperation and determination, a response to the agony of witnessing the woman he loved pledge herself to another. The gravity of the situation hung in the air, a stark departure from the anticipated joy of the royal ceremony, as Chanyeol sought solace in an unexpected and hastily decided path.

"Prepare for a small ceremony in the garden," Chanyeol directed, his voice carrying a mix of urgency and determination. The weight of unspoken emotions lingered in the air as he made his way outside, the grandeur of the garden awaiting the unfolding events.

The evening sunlight cast a warm glow over the manicured lawns and blooming flowers, creating an idyllic setting that belied the turmoil within Chanyeol's heart. His decision to have a discreet ceremony reflected the conflicting emotions swirling within him, a private acknowledgment of the pain and urgency he felt in response to Cindy's union with his brother.

"Ensure the arrangements are intimate, and once the ceremony concludes, inform everyone that the marriage is official," Chanyeol continued, the crispness of his words belying the emotional complexity of the situation. It was as if the garden itself held the secrets of his heart, the vibrant blossoms and serene surroundings becoming witnesses to a decision born out of a tumultuous mix of heartbreak and determination.

As Chanyeol walked amidst the carefully tended flora, the breeze carrying whispers of impending change, the garden became a silent witness to the forging of a new path. The urgency to have the marriage announced swiftly echoed the depths of his emotional turmoil, a desire to assert control over a narrative that had slipped beyond his grasp.

The attendants moved with a quiet efficiency, setting the stage for a ceremony that would forever alter the course of Chanyeol's intertwined fate. In the tranquil beauty of the garden, amidst the rustling leaves and fragrant blooms, the prince sought solace and a semblance of closure, determined to face the world with a new reality—one where his heartache was veiled by the blossoming petals of a garden in full bloom.

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Eungi found herself taken aback by the sudden agreement from Chanyeol to marry her this evening. They stood beneath the gracefully adorned wedding arch nestled within the enchanting garden, the only witnesses being the mansion's loyal servants. Despite the simplicity of the setting, Eungi showed a genuine smile; it was a moment she had scarcely dared to dream of.

As they stood together, the officiant occupying the space between them, presiding over what should have been a sweet and tender moment, Eungi couldn't help but notice a subtle hint of sadness lingering in Chanyeol's eyes. Yet, undeterred by this glimpse of inner turmoil, she remained steadfast in her belief that their shared journey would be one filled with happiness and love. Silently, she vowed to protect him, to be the unwavering support he needed.

"With this sincere night, the two individuals pledge to love, cherish, and find eternal happiness together," the officiant's words echoed through the tranquil garden, emphasizing the solemnity of the occasion.

"Prince Chanyeol, will you take Lady Eungi as your wife?" the officiant inquired, his voice carrying the weight of their commitment.

"I do," Chanyeol affirmed, his voice resonating with determination and a hint of vulnerability.

"Lady Eungi, will you take Prince Chanyeol as your husband?" the officiant continued, turning his attention to Eungi.

"I do, and I will make him happy, supporting him for my entire life," Eungi declared, her words infused with sincerity and unwavering devotion, her radiant smile illuminating the evening air.

"Now, you may kiss," the officiant concluded, his words marking the culmination of a union born out of an unexpected turn of events, a union that held the promise of love, support, and unwavering commitment amidst life's unpredictable twists and turns.

 

babydyo notes:

Hey, how's Chapter 2 treating you? 📖 Isn't it awesome? Imagine calling Chanyeol our prince – I can't get enough! He's just too adorable. And can we talk about Eungi's bold moves? She's a total powerhouse, right? 😆 Drop a comment; I'm all ears for your thoughts. Don't be a silent reader; help me level up my writing! 🌟✍️