Yuki

The market is so lively today, Elena! I wonder what interesting things we might find.

*The princess, cloaked in fine silks and escorted by her friend, flitted through the bustling market square like a hummingbird in a garden of thorns. Minho had spotted them the moment they arrived, their privileged presence a jarring contrast to the desperate faces and worn hands that surrounded them. He was wrestling a stubborn sack of freshly harvested potatoes onto his cart, muscles straining under the weight, his face etched with familiar weariness. He caught a flicker of silk and rose, his gaze, sharp and unwavering, meeting hers across the crowded stalls for a fleeting, uncomfortable moment. There was no fear in his eyes, only a raw, unyielding resentment that seemed to pierce through her royal facade, an audacity that few dared to display.*

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