-->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.

 

 

 

The ball was held in a huge hall which was extremely extravagant decorated. The King, obviously, wanted to show up his power and wealthy. That was understandable though, since the ball was held in order to find the future princess for his son and and that meant the future Queen.

The room was colorful and full of nobles. From young boys, young girls to older men and women, everyone was well dressed and looked haughty in their over expensive dresses and suits.

In the middle of the hall, Daehyun was dancing with a young girl, Sulli. Yet, he missed the steps too often, since his mind was somewhere else.

 

“Father, you can’t do this. Himchan didn’t kill that woman. You can’t execute him.” Daehyun said loudly. He had tried hardly to keep his voice low, since the man standing in front of him wasn’t only his father but also the respected King. But it wasn’t easy when it came to his best friend.

“Daehyun, I have delayed this execution for years, giving you the times to find evidences that Himchan is innocence. But, look, son, I can’t delay it any longer. People are talking about it.” The King explained.

“But, father, you know he is innocence. You know Himchan since he was still a baby. He wouldn’t hurt anyone and you know it.” The young prince argued.

“It’s not up to what I believe in, but what the evidences tell us. We found Himchan next to the dead body, covered in blood and a knife in his hand. If he wasn’t my nephew, he would be hanged years ago already. I only adjourned the execution because it was you who asked me to. But I can’t do it anymore. I’m the King and if the King doesn’t regard his laws, who else would?”

“But, father…” Daehyun was trying to say something as his dad cut him off.

“I’m sorry, my son. But Himchan’s execution will be in a month. And that’s the end of this discussion.”

“No, please listen to me.” The Prince begged in frustration.

“I don’t want to talk about this topic anymore. Please go, Daehyun. I want to rest now.”

“Father” The prince tried again, but was interrupted by the King once again.

“Daehyun, go back to your chamber.” The King said, determined. The prince noticed the anger in his father’s voice. He bowed and left the room immediately.

Daehyun slammed the door of this chamber loudly behind him. Madly, he threw everything he saw against the wall. What the hell should he do? He couldn’t let his friend die like this, could he?

 

A girl’s whining cut off the prince’s thoughts. Just then, Daehyun realized he was so deep in his thoughts that he unknowing squeezed her hand.

“Oh my god, I’m sorry, my lady. Did I hurt you?” He apologized.

“No, Prince Daehyun, I’m fine.” Sulli answered, faking a smile.

“Please excuse me, I have to leave now. I hope you’ll enjoy the ball.” Daehyun said before leaving a pouted Sulli behind.

Walking toward his friend Yongguk who had been standing in the corner the whole night, observing everyone closely, Daehyun asked.

“How is it going? Have you seen anyone suspicious yet?”

“No,” answered Yongguk simply. “And why should it be someone with a keychain given by the King?”

 Why? And once again Daehyun sunk in his memory.

 

“Himchan Hyung, I have to tell you something.” The young prince said, looking at the boy behind the holding cell with sad eyes . It was a private cell which was actually more like a simple bed room with a locked grille.

“I already know, Daehyun.” Himchan replied calmly. “And you don’t have to feel sorry about it. I know you tried your best and I’m really thankful for that. As long as you believe me, that’s enough. I’m not afraid of the death, you know?”

“Listen to me hyung. I am not giving up. I’ll prove your innocence, no matter what it’ll cost. So don’t you give up on yourself and help me. Do you hear me?” The prince told his friend.

“How? I’ve already told you everything I know.”Himchan said.

“You have to remember more details. There must be something else that can help us. Anything, even the smallest thing, tell me. What did you see? Didn’t you notice anything abnormal when you found the dead body?”

“I… I’ve told you everything, really. There wasn’t any—wait.” Himchan s