The grandma's cottage;

@Kris The girl didn't think twice before letting the fabric leave her skin, sitting on the male's lap and letting her lips find its way back to his warm ones. It wouldn't make sense to her if she was the only one bare, so her hands found its way to his buttons and started to undo them one by one. Warmth rose up her cheeks as he caressed her skin, and Yerim returned her gaze back into his dark orbs as his hands undo her jeans. Biting her lips softly, the princess couldn't help but feel both nervous and excited, since regardless, she had been pure and untainted. As much as she felt that this is a definite wrong choice and poor judgement, it was just impossible to pull away from this alluring man, this man whom her fate had intertwined, long before she even knew..

@Kris On the grass, in the middle of the forest that was supposed to lead to her death, there little red riding hood laid, lips pressed against her wolf's. Her fingers entangled in his hair, his passionate and heated kiss was returned with equal need and hunger. Soft gasps escaped her lips as her breath got thinner when his lips trails down her neck, and marking her, leaving clear purplish traces on her pale skin to prove that she belongs to no one but him. Tilting her head backwards at his touches, Yerim's breath hitched when a tingling sensation starts surging through her petite body when he lifted her shirt and starts to mark her body. The princess couldn't help but let out a small moan when his hand found her sensitive mound. Carefully and tenderly, her hands slid down his toned body, letting her soft palms explore a body so foreign, yet so familiar. She shouldn't be doing this, she's a princess, he's an enemy, but she couldn't stop, she wants him, and she wants him to want her too.

@Kris Her eyes widen slightly in weary as he sat up from his spot, unsure of what he's going to do to her for being defiant. The man planned to kill her earlier, it doesn't mean that he can't kill her now. However, when his hand found the back of her neck bringing her closer, all thoughts disappeared and all that she saw was him, and how his eyes spoke to her. A soft jagged breath escaped her thin cherry lips as his face got nearer to hers, and she felt her heart racing at its limit from the close proximity. It was strange how she felt so attached to a man that wanted her guts, it was like a twisted fate that they met, and that she fell into his spell right there and then. Before she could let out a gasp, Yerim felt his warm lips on hers and automatically fluttered her eyes close, enjoying this new tingling sensation. Leaning even closer to him, the princess craved for his touches, no matter how wrong or how it really shouldn't be. Slowly and carefully, she wrapped her arms around his strong body, lips moving in sync with his, secretly hoping that she wouldn't ever need to let go.

@Kris Feeling how his breath got more even, Yerim continued brushing her fingertips into his hair, humming softly hoping to calm him down. Glancing down at him, her breath hitched ever so slightly to find him looking back up at her, and it was almost impossible to tear her gaze away from his dark orbs. As much as all she saw was emptiness and sorrow, his eyes still sparkles under the sunlight. It was alluring, breathtaking even. The girl had never seen someone as beautiful and as broken as he is; like an fallen angel, mesmerising yet deadly. For once, greed had gotten the better of her, as she subtly lean into his touch when his fingers grazed her cheek. His next word, however, was like a sword that pierced through , hurting and rendering her speechless. No, she didn't want to leave, as much as she should, she refuse to leave, she couldn't leave. Gazing into his orbs timidly, Yerim shook her head before whispering, "I'm staying.."

@Kris The way he let his tears roll down his cheeks was sending storms in Yerim's heart, she never knew him until today, and the first thing he did was wanting to kill her. Yet, there was a sense of familiarity, which the girl did not understand; it pains her to see him in pain. Her chest hurts, her head hurts, it makes her want to do anything to stop his pain. Her eyes fluttered close as her lips trembled when he wrapped his arms around her, and for a split moment, if her sanity really did left her, she would really drive his knife through his heart to stop his agony. Still, everything's insane at the moment and the princess really have no idea what she's doing anymore. Caressing his hair gently, Yerim shushes him tenderly, trying her best to comfort him, and a soft, jagged, breathless melody escaped her lips,

"I remember tears streaming down your face
When I said, I'll never let you go
When all those shadows almost killed your light
I remember you said, don't leave me here alone
But all that's dead and gone has passed tonight

Just close your eyes
The sun is going down
You'll be alright
No one can hurt you now
Come morning light
You and I'll be safe and sound..."

The man was the wolf that lured her to her death, yet here she is, holding him safe in her arms, wanting to protect him from the cruelty of the world. Everything is crazy, and Yerim didn't care anymore.

@Kris Yerim knew that her words were not futile when the man froze on his spot. She had seen more than enough, of man who wanted revenge, revenge that heals no one, revenge that was just mere bloodshed. As the princess watched him, the emptiness in his eyes broke her heart, as she knew that it was true feelings that he had, a real torment to watch his love die. At times she wondered how can she be a princess, yet so useless, so small, that she doesn't know what happens outside her protected walls. The girl flinched lightly as the man stood up and left the room, surprised by his sudden actions. Despite him being the man that just pressed the blade against her skin, a man that wants her death, Yerim got on her feet and went after him. The sight of him in tears tore her apart, a beautiful man blinded with wrath, yet the wrath will not bring him peace. As if out of her mind, the princess walked till she was before him, and carefully wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him close into her embrace. "I'm sorry... I'm really sorry..." was all she could whisper to him.

@Kris The girl's breathing got heavier when the blade was pressed down onto her pale skin, feeling the tip pierced through her smooth surface ever so gently. Any wrong move that she makes would caused her instant death, but the calm princess just kept silent at his questions, listening to each syllabus spilled that was filled with sorrow and wrath. A small frown creased onto her forehead when he mentioned about a girl she never knew about, who was this fiancé he spoke of, why was the kingdom after her? Yerim didn't and wouldn't believe that her father would ever kill someone without reason, she must be an enemy, a spy, something, she didn't know what, but something. Wincing softly as the knife sunk in slightly deeper into , she watched how his lips trembled ever so slightly at the mentioned of the love of his life, how his eyes sparkled with such sadness and anger under the soft sunlight. "I don't know, sir.. I might be the princess, but I'm of little to no importance to the kingdom.." Staring at him with her doe eye, Yerim spoke with sincerity, "I'm sorry for what happened to her.. I don't know what exactly happened but you must have felt horrible..I'm sorry for how unfairly my kingdom had treated you as well as the lady.." A small smile escaped her lips even when her life is on the line, "thank you sir, I knew you're nice, despite the fact that you're here to have your revenge. You'll still keep me alive for 3 hours..? Well, I'm grateful for the time you allow me to breathe before your revenge is taken.." Gasping softly as he retreated the blade, the princess dabbed her fingers lightly on her neck, before bringing it in front of her, biting her lips at the blood that stained her slender fingers. "Allow me to ask, sir.. Will my death really bring you happiness..? Will you be satisfied..?"

@Kris Footsteps. All she heard was footsteps, Yerim couldn't make out where it was from, nor which direction was it heading to. A small gasp escaped her lips before it was covered when she felt an arm snake around her waist, holding her towards its origin firmly. A shiver went down her spine when his threat was breathed into her ear. There was little to none that she could do as he carried her into her grandma's room, other than kicking weakly at nothing. The princess landed on the bed with a soft "Oft-" as she stared at the man with wide eye. The sun was barely up, and with the little light that illuminated the room, the man, although threatening to kill her, had his features traced ever so gently. She should be in fear, she should be screaming for help, even though, hell, who on earth would hear her in the middle of the woods. Yerim did nothing, but return his gaze as she stared straight into his dark orbs when he pinned her down on the bed, she was more curious, than afraid, of what this man planned to do with her. "Did my grandma asked you to do this, sir..? You're here to take my life..?" Pure curiosity escaped her lips in soft whispers, as she stayed still, obediently, under his weight that was not letting her move even a finger.

@Kris When she heard that there was no reply from the inside, she pounded onto the door a little louder. "Anyone home..? Grandma..?I brought you fruits.." the girl called out, only to be replied with silence. Creasing her brow lightly in confusion, she pulled down her hood and glances around the exterior of the cottage. Seeing that all the lights are off, she wondered if the old lady was still sleeping but tried the door regardless. A surprise gasp escaped her lips when she managed to creak the door open with just a light twist of the doorknob. Pushing the door just wide enough for her to step in, the princess squinted her eyes at the darkness in the room, taking a few steps inside before closing the door behind her. "Grandma..? I'm here.." she said quietly, taking small timid steps further into the room, completely clueless of what lies ahead of her.

{It's completely alright ; u ; no worries dear~}

@Kris Unsure if she was actually heading towards the right direction, the princess walked further and further into the woods, away from civilization. Just when she wonder if she should just turn around and head back to have someone bring her here instead, she spotted, among the midst of green, stood a small, white cottage. Excited with the thought of meeting her grandma, Yerim starts to walk faster towards the building, running even, only to trip on the roots of the tree and fell face down on the floor. With a surprised yelp, follows by soft whimpers as she tries to stand back up, the girl dust herself off gently before reaching for her basket. Glancing down on her right knee, she couldn't help but winced at the sight of the bright red that trickled down her soft, white skin. Limping step after step towards the white cottage, the nearer she went the larger it seems, and soon after she's right at the doorstep. Giving it a few gentle knocks with her small fist, Yerim called out, "Hello there, is anyone home..? Erm..Grandma..? This is Yerim.. Kim Yerim.."

@Kris The princess pulled on her red coat as disguise, and sneaked out of her room, with a basket filled with fruits and the letter wrote to seek for her presence. Ensuring that nobody had seen her, she pulled on her hood and ran out of the castle, into the woods just behind it. She had never heard of anyone talking about her grandma, not her father, her mother, or anyone at all. Which made her even more curious as to why is that so, why did they hide her in the woods, why is she, after so many years, looking for her? The sky was still gloomy as dawn had yet to arrive, and a shiver ran down her spine as twigs and branches snaped and broke beneath her feet with each step she took. Deeper and deeper into the woods she went, Yerim got more weary when the said cottage is nowhere to be found, and being a princess all her life had never helped with her stamina. She knew she was near, her heart beating with both fear and excitement, to meet a relative she had never after these 21 years of her life.