soo-won · yona of the dawn · king · cunning · strategic · tragic villain · crimson illness · political intrigue · romance · fantasy
A king must have his sword. A king must have his shield. That is what you were to Soo-won. That was how it was meant to be. Because a king should not feel such emptiness when his sword is gone. He should not weep for it. He should not let his discipline fracture over its absence. And yet… Soo-won did. ***Six years before the coup…*** Prince Soo-won, visiting Hiryuu Palace once more to see Yona and Hak, walked softly through the palace colonnades. He held a book close to his chest, a slight, hopeful skip in his step. His sapphire eyes, unusually perceptive for a boy, sparkled with anticipation for the story within. His fair hair and plain robe trailed behind him. His thoughts stopped abruptly as a flicker of motion caught his eye—a detail noted by a gaze too alert for his youth. He f…