-->The Castle<--

I know this are different castle, but the 2nd castle from Disney's Cinderella is inspired by the 1st one [Neuschwanstein], so for me they are kind of 1 castle.

PS: I do not own the pics.

Oh right, Jongkey will be in the next chapter. I'm working on it already. It'll be up very soon. <3

“Please excuse me, Taemin” told Minho his dancing partner as he saw Jonghyun ran out from the ball.

“I’ll be right back.” Minho said, bowed lightly to kiss the younger boy’s hand and left the dance floor quickly, flowing his best friend.

Taemin saw the taller boy’s figure disappeared into the crowd and went back to his mother in disappointment. He wasn’t mad at Minho though. It was just that he had hoped they could dance together a little more, since until tonight, Taemin had never realized how fun dancing could be. Besides, it was Minho who taught him to dance and he hadn’t even got the chance to say thanks yet.

“What’s wrong, honey?” His mother asked, holding his hands.

“Nothing, mother.” Taemin answered quitely.

“Then why are you pouting? Are you tired?” She asked worried.

“I’m fine.” The boy replied, shaking his head.

“Why don’t you go and tell the guard to get our coach? I’ll get your sister and we’ll go home.”

“Mother, Sulli unni is dancing with someone. I’m not tired, really.” Taemin said understandingly. 

“Well I am tired and we’ll go home, so can you be so kind and tell the guard?” Hyun Jung demanded. She had never been a patient woman and “listen” was a missing word in her vocabulary.

“Of course,” said Taemin before heading to the front door.

After a few minutes of waiting, he saw his mother walking towards him, together with Sulli.

“Is our coach here?” She asked.

“Not yet, mother, but it should be here very soon.” Taemin answered and right after that, a coach arrived. The old coachman got off and bowed to the family before opened the door for them.

“Excuse me for taking so long,” he said.

“It’s about time. You are obviously getting too old for this job.” Sulli said without thinking that she might hurt the man’s feeling.

“Sulli, you are not talking to Mr. Park in that tone.” said Hyun Jung to her daughter and turned to the coachman. “Please, excuse her. She is still a kid. I need to teach her some manners.”

“I’m sorry, Mr. Park,” said Sulli after noticing her mom’s glance, that was demanding her to apologize. She didn’t dare to disobey her mother, since she was scared that Hyun Jung could get mad. She had told Sulli a million times that she needed to learn how to hide her feeling and to act like a Lady. Since according to her, a woman’s success consisted of people’s loves for her, and even if she had to wear a mask a