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[sevlhae]

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[sevlhae]

✶ — a drop in the ocean `

         ☾˟    ━━━   .   .       it pains her to say it, but jin has been acting strange since the day of the wedding.  seul has her suspicions, but she wants to confirm them herself and the only way to do that is to request an audience with her brother alone.  all that she can do is hope that he won’t push her away - all that she can do is worry for him, because watching the way he drowned himself in apparent heartache even before the bloody events of the wedding still has her aching to this day.

seul sends him a letter couriered by her most trusted servant and one that wouldn’t allow it to slip into anyone’s hands but the crown prince himself, and waits for his arrival.  she’s still in her mourning attire, the dark circles around her eyes covered up by heavier makeup.  they’re a culmination of all her worries and the sadness that lingers still even weeks after yeonhwa’s death, haunted by the events of her past but she’s not here to talk about that.

she’s here to talk to jin about his feelings for im jinil.  but before she can do that, seul must wait for him to arrive.

          .   .   .     &.˟  in these dreams, it’s always you  ,        @haeyijin

[sevlhae]

       ☾˟    ━━━   .   .      if there was ever a day that seul felt she didn’t want to leave her brother’s side, it would be the day of the grand general’s wedding.  the crown prince has been drinking himself into a stupor so she’s been keeping him company at his side, too afraid to allow him out of her sight just in case he does something unseemly or even worse, hurts himself in his heartbreak.  it’s clear to her that this is what it is.  heartbreak.  (  no one else sees it that way, though.  it’s just seul, who knows jin better than almost anyone else.  )

but hyukun’s introduction and his request to take her on a walk alone only led to jin brushing her off and waving her to hyukun’s side.  there’s worry in her eyes as she bites the inside of her cheek, quietly whispering before she goes to the crown prince’s eunuch to keep an eye on him until she makes a return.  it is with these worries that seul follows hyukun, the light in her dim but glowing - as much as she is worried, she still loves the man beside her.  she could never fully turn down a request at his behest.

if only her brother wasn’t so heartbroken.  perhaps she would enjoy it more - or perhaps she’d just simply be reminded of the time hyukun shied away from her side only to try desperately to make up for it here.  hesitant eyes lift to look at hyukun as they walk, her hands folded neatly beneath her top. 

by the time he speaks, seul is still slightly distracted.  it takes her a moment to realize the time - it’s truly sunset, and he’s taken her to a quiet place where they’d be less likely to be overheard when the crowd is too busy making merry and drinking to their contentment.  seul moves in front of him, facing him, eyes staring up into hyukun’s and glittering in the fading sunlight.  the distraction is gone, though it did take her those few seconds to react to his words. “ so it would seem .. did you require me for something specific, lord jung?” 

she hates the way her voice sounds cold.  it isn’t the way she wants to be, but hyukun hollowed out her heart and she’s afraid that he may do it again.  while it may seem on the surface that he’s making his amends, seul is still hesitant to hold out hope that perhaps, this time, hyukun truly is as brave as he’s trying to be.

after all, once bitten, twice shy.

by the time he speaks again, seul has mostly quieted her distractions down, giving hyukun all of her focus.  it softens her then, the words that he speaks.  (  still, it’s been so long, she wonders if they’ll ever come to fruit.  )  “ .. is that not something you’ve done already ..?” she speaks quietly, shakily.  some fear seeks its way into her voice; seul can’t help it.  “ until how long must i wait?”

—red waters

with @sevlhae at the royal wedding

“It appears it is just the two of us, at sunset.”

Courage had been mustered up on the young Jung Lord’s part at this event this time, his lessons learned from the last royal celebration due to his flawed timidness and hesitation. It had resulted in consequences that he, in that moment in time, had not entered his conscience. He had been selfish, in considerate; his heart had slipped alignment with hers, causing hurt instead of healing.

How could he claim he felt love and endearment, if pain was what he inflicted instead of joy? He was not worthy to proclaim such statements, or enjoy such emotions, if he were to refuse to realize his errors in this play. Eternal rain would be what he would deserve. Sunshine was for those who proved positive value.

He had approached, addressing and greeting those present around her, before asking for the honour of her company for conversation. He knew he had been in earshot of her brothers and sisters, Grand Princes and Princesses. He had felt gazes upon him like curious hawks, their sight and hearing hanging onto the words being exchanged between their sister and this young Lord.

That was in part why he quietly requested the luxury of a walk with her, around the open courtyard. He needed some privacy with her, to speak words less restrained by the intensity of eavesdroppers.

Her voice cut through the peacefulness between them first, his pace beside hers, his hand as always yearning to be feeling the touch of hers but knowing better in such a setting. Instead his hands are tucked behind him in the cold, his gaze fixated on the pure white below his feet, about to be left with traces of their path.

It lifted, however – not to gaze at the sky, but at her. And his lips parted, speaking low words, his tone resolute but abruptly honest; a confession she would know already in her heart.

“I want to choose you.” 

[sevlhae]

[sevlhae]

        ☾˟    ━━━   .   .      even at four years old, the brightness of intelligence sparkles in her eyes and seul holds onto curiosities that do not befit her station.  she’s already learning the steps of a princess; how to walk and how to be gentle.  still, there are moments when the young princess finds she’s desperate for the affectionate gaze of someone, anyone - and she usually finds it coming from the eyes of her older brothers who, even if she’s a girl, will still play with her and give her the love she yearns for.

today, one of her eldest brothers has promised her to come play, and impatience sets off chain reactions in the ladies who tend to her.  her lessons are marked with disapproving stares and slaps to the wrist, some of which make seul tear up and eventually start to hinder her mood and all of her excitement.  she doesn’t quite understand why showing her happiness is considered such an unladylike thing to do.  in her childlike mind, it’s nice to feel happiness - to feel the warmth of the sun in the core of the body.  eventually she settles, and tries to follow along as obediently as she can to avoid another slap to the wrist.

it still doesn’t make her forget that san is coming, though.  

when he finally arrives at her quarters and she hears his voice through the doors, seul can’t help it - she runs.  thankfully, her tutors are nowhere in sight lest they’d have her hide, but her ladies in waiting smile gently at the sight of her - especially since she was so gloomy before his arrival. “ ‘rab’ni !!” seul still speaks in a childlike manner, still shrieks when she calls for her orabeoni.  her arms lift up the moment she sees him, waiting for him to lift her into his arms as he always does.

even in her most gloomiest of days, the princess seul adores her brothers enough for the sun to warm her heart again.

*’journey to the past

with princess @sevlhae

( san is thirteen ; seul is four )

“again? your highness, don’t you think you’re spending too much time over there?” lady min asked, visibly concerned that the royal prince would neglect his studies to play with his younger siblings. but that was not the case. he was an exemplary student, clever and curious, a leader among his peers. it made his mother immensely proud but his father too. everyone knew san had a bright future ahead of him, but he was only thirteen years old, barely entered adolescence. it didn’t matter that he was engaged or not since he would not get married until his fifteenth birthday. in the meantime, he wanted to enjoy life inside the palace and spend time with one of his favourite princesses.

“i will be back before sunset, i beg of you. please let me go on my own?” rules were strict, and the prince usually obeyed them  as part of his duty. but there were times like these where his ladies-in-waiting only hindered his fun, constantly worrying that he would hurt himself or worse, anger another royal consort or concubine if something happened to their child. he set off after successfully convincing lady min, headed for princess seul’s quarters.

“i’m here to see her highness.” he announced, expectant, before the palace ladies smiled and let him pass. as soon as he set eyes on her the tall, lanky prince melted on the spot. “seul-ah!” he looked just as ecstatic to see her as she was to see him. “see? i told you i would come!”

[sevlhae]

         ☾˟    ━━━   .   .       UPDATES   `     january - early february

          .   .   .     &.˟  LIFE

so ... the red wedding happened

she’s been in mourning after the loss of yeonhwa; has remained in mourning clothes in spite of the fact that they weren’t full blooded relations much to her mother’s chagrin

she’ll probably finally change into so -called “ proper attire” for the seollal celebrations

can often find her praying for her sister at her altar or comforting one of her other siblings

hasn’t had much time to read or write poetry as of late, which has really started to weigh on her because it helped keep her focused and clear her mind

          .   .   .     &.˟  RELATIONSHIPS & PSYCHE

FAMILY

the red wedding really did a number on her mentality.  seul was always fragile, especially after the kidnapping and the attempted assassination so seeing firsthand the same kind of cruelty really brought back some foul things that she’s buried.  she’s struggling, but as one of the eldest princesses still left in the palace, she’s still trying to hold her head high for the rest of her sisters and be a pillar for them to lean on.  it’s not only what she wants to do, but it’s also expected of her

generally more withdrawn and quiet on the whole, but still will reach out to her siblings and half siblings in their collective time of mourning

most worried about jin.  he was acting strangely at the wedding even before the tragic events, and he’s still acting quite odd.  98% sure he has feelings for jinil (  the groom  ), and she wants to talk to him about it when they get a chance to be alone

misses her time with jin and san in general.  these two brothers doted on her most, but jin would talk the future of the country with her and appreciated her intelligence - even helped her to read and learn new things.  san was always kind to her in ways that no one else was and she felt safe with him more than anyone else, especially because he saved her when she was kidnapped.  all in all feels really disconnected from the two of them right now, and has to stand on her own

wants her father tbh lmao but he’s always so busy and doesn’t have a lot of time, plus he’s in mourning so ... she’s shit out of luck there, too

basically alone and has to be The Strong One TM but needs someone herself

ROMANCE

she’s been feeling a disconnect from hyukun for awhile, ever since queen munjeong’s birthday when he practically ignored her.  they talked it out, but it really left her brokenhearted and unsure of their relationship

feels a little more in tune with him because he reconfirmed that he does want to get married to her during the wedding before ~ everything ~ happened, but she’s been feeling distant regardless because she felt so unsure and it really did a number on her .. 

probably won’t feel really solid about their relationship again until they’re actually betrothed, whenever that may be because hyukun puts off talking to his father about it

which also ... makes her unsure 

tl;dr `   she feels unsure and lost about everything!

          .   .   .     &.˟  FUTURE PLANS

chances are, if hyukun doesn’t approach his father about marriage soon, she’s probably going to go to her father on her own because Boys Can’t Be Trusted

wants to talk to jin about his situation with jinil

wants to write more poetry, and hopefully get it published with someone’s help

[sevlhae]

;   hello my little bbs !! i’m here with some ideas and tidbits to let you know my muses whereabouts for the wedding event so we can hopefully get some plotting going - or so you can write out your asks, whichever works! ; v ; )/ feel free to send seul or jinil more inbox memes if you’d like! i think i sent a few out last night and i’ll continue to do so today!

SEUL will be spending most of the evening at her elder brother jin’s side.  even though this is a celebration, she’s not feeling very happy about it because jin is drinking himself into a stupor since he’s heartbroken and she isn’t sure how to help him. ;n; she’s basically watching over him to make sure he doesn’t do anything that he’ll regret, and because she knows it won’t be good for him to be alone.  there will be a moment where jin gives her permission to spend some time with her intended hyukun, but it won’t be long before she’s back at his side.  so you can find her with him mostly !

YONGHAN will not be at the wedding.  he was injured earlier in the week during the boar hunt and he’s on bed rest due to a broken rib and a nasty cut to his hip.  he’ll be fine, but he’s just pretty beat up right now. >:

JINIL ... ah yes, the man of the hour.  catch him stressing because he knows everyone is talking shit and saying that he and miyoung don’t look like a good couple together.  his evening isn’t a pleasant one and he honestly just wants to escape, so there are moments when he’ll be hanging out by himself away from the celebration to clear his mind but then .. his sense of duty will bring him back and the drama will start all over again.  cue the circle of neverending stress .. he just wants a happy married life, but will he get it? stay tuned.  all in all, he’s just pretty uncomfortable and kind of messed up because everyone INCLUDING him knows that miyoung didn’t want this wedding, so he feels like he’s at fault.  honestly 10/10 would rather be back at war than to deal with being dragged through the mud in a political game of gossip. zz

that’s all folks! let me know if you want to actually plan a thread or if you’d like to turn one of our prompts into a thread ; v ; )/

[sevlhae]

                         …      ━━━     A ROYAL WEDDING SENTENCE PROMPTS     ━━━      …

                                 ・    ・                                                             ・    ・ THESE ARE THE INBOX PROMPTS  for our first royal wedding event! remember your rp karma: try to send as many out as you receive. if necessary, make sure to change pronouns to fit the muse in mind.  these can be used as starters, or just as drabbles - it’s up to you! these will be available to reblog until the end of our event on january 15th.  have fun!

“ i wish i knew you earlier.” “ i heard the princess opposed .. the poor groom.” “ i would look a little happier if i were you.” “ i think i’ll need more wine to get through this.” “ love isn’t all too important, not to us.” “ just the two of us at sunset.” “ will she come to love him, do you think?” “ he deserved better than this.” “ i want to choose you.” “ it looks like you’ve had enough to drink.” “ i need to be somewhere else.” “ don’t you believe there’s someone for everyone?” “ that’s not the way a marriage works.” “ i was so enjoying the silence.” “ she doesn’t look ready for the marriage bed.” “ you look beautiful.” “ your smile looks a little forced.” “ they don’t look very good together, do they?” “ i feel like a child in clothes far too big for me.” “ well? how do i look?” “ one of these days, it’ll be your turn.” “ i wish he would ask for my hand already.” “ would you like to sit with me?” “ no .. i don’t need more time.” “ i have something i’d like to get off my chest.”

[sevlhae]

         ☾˟    ━━━   .   .       eyes lift curiously to her sister, the cup of tea in her palm resting gently as she’s been taught to hold it.  her arms are angled as they should be, proper at every moment - this is queen munjeong’s daughter in the face of everyone she knows.  the perfect, prim, and proper girl she was groomed to be from the moment she could walk and weaned from the milk of her mother.  “ what makes you say so, sister?” seul lowers the cup with her dark eyes swimming in their curiosity - the only thing that belies that she isn’t quite as proper as it would seem.

seul has always been too curious for her own good.  too willing to reach out into a world that would rather rake its claws down her back than let her live.

the news of miyoung’s marriage had affected them all in different ways, so perhaps that was the reason for seora’s question.  seul had mixed feelings - the loss of one of her sisters is always a pain in the heart, but there’s still hope for her that she’ll live a happy life outside of the palace walls.  but even seul knows that this is not a favourable match; miyoung’s already suffering because she’s in love with someone else.

it scares her, too, because it might happen the same to her one day.  seul doesn’t want this for herself; even if she hopes for miyoung, she feels pity for her, too.  seora, though - she wonders how her elder sister feels about it.  sometimes, the girl can be such an enigma.

seul lowers the cup further, allowing it to sit gently on the plate before her.  her eyes lower, brows furrowing - of course she wants to be married.  she’s been waiting on this for years, but still, the man she wishes to be married to hasn’t yet entreated his father for her hand.  “ i don’t think we can hope to wish that we won’t be married, sister.  it will happen one day, whether we like it or not.” the answer is political - and decidedly neutral, not really giving much away about her own feelings on the matter.  (  something else she’s been taught, too.  women shouldn’t have an opinion.  ) “ you don’t wish to be?”

curious and curiouser ;

“marriage, what a curious thing.” 

her words seem to drift off, a twinge of melancholy dripping from each syllable. it was once a dream for seora to get married. that was all she ever wanted when she was younger. to fall in love in such a way that would knock her off her feet. to marry the man of her dreams. perhaps even create a family of her own, one that was filled with nothing but the essence of love itself. 

but fate was a cruel thing. 

there was a time in her life when she was in love. a time when she was certain that she would get her happy ending. the man of her dreams was certainly going to be hers. there was no one that could deny her of that. no one but the king. 

and then came the jealousy. the feelings that grasped her in its thin finger and refused to let her go. but seora could not harbor those feelings for long. it was wrong. especially when they were targeted towards her sisters.

it seemed unfair, really. to have these marriages forced upon her siblings when she was more than willing to get married. but now, she had the belief that she was never going to get married. and while she would never admit it, it bothered her greatly. 

a small sigh slips past the confines of her lips, her slender fingers gripping her cup. “do you ever wish to be married?” 

@sevlhae

[sevlhae]

         ☾˟    ━━━   .   .       she’s not expecting visitors tonight.  candlelight keeps her room alit, lanterns around her room sending flickers of shadow dancing on seul’s walls.  all she’s doing for the evening is reading before bed, eyes casting over words and words of scholars who came long before her time.  her brother had snuck this book out of the library for her, and it was to be their little secret - seul always enjoyed reading more than him.  she’s always enjoyed learning, but the world in which she lives frowns upon the woman scholar.

her eyes only flick upward when her palace lady announces the presence of miyoung at her chambers and miyoung’s voice drifts through the doors that keep them separated.  her heart aches, and seul hides the book inside her table before sitting up a little straighter.  “ allow her in.”  she says with a nod, eyes staring at the doors as they open.

miyoung looks more worn than seul saw her last.  of course she does.  “ sister.” she says faintly, adoringly.  she waits until miyoung sits across from her at the table, turning her head to her serving palace lady with a small smile.  “ bring some snacks and tea for us, please.  we may be awhile.” as soon as she leaves, seul drops her smile and looks at miyoung with pain in her eyes.  “ talk to me.  are you worried about the wedding?”

‧ ₊˚ heartache.

     there’s no thought to her stride, legs incredibly confident in their path as her mind bubbles and clouds, eyes seeing without actually understanding. she can’t be bothered to slow in her haste, not when she felt as if she was going to burst into tears the moment she stopped— not when she felt as if she couldn’t breathe.

     though so many doors within the palace looked the same, proving to be quite the maze for newcomers, miyoung knew the layout practically by heart. how couldn’t she, especially when these walls were her home? she has no hesitation as she stops outside of her destination, an arm extending to give a few solid knocks before she’s pushing through on her own accord. her back faces the whole of the room as she steps in, facing the inside of the door as she closes it swiftly, and her voice comes in her fixed position.

     “seul, please forgive me if you’re busy, but i,” her words are small, quiet, and the growing tremor is easy to pick up on. her breathing picks up, eyes growing damp. she’s hardly able to speak again before it all breaks, shoulder shuddering, a hand rising to muffle her sobs. “seul, i can’t—”

                                                                             ━━━━ ‧₊˚ ( for you, @sevlhae  ).

[sevlhae]

✶ — gardenia `

          ☾˟    ━━━   .   .       though seul doesn’t want to see him right now, the request was clear in the letter hyukun left by the messenger, so she accepts it.  it’s been weeks since the days and nights of her mother the queen’s birthday celebration; which means it’s been weeks since he’s brushed her off without much of a word other than just that: it’s dangerous.  their entire love affair is dangerous, for her moreso than him, but seul can only look at him with hurt in her eyes as she backs away slowly with a light bow of her head.  an apology.

she shouldn’t have had to apologize.  she shouldn’t have had to back away from him.  seul knows it all too well.  ( she wonders if hyukun too, knows it just the same. )

their meetings, almost always, are under the cloak of darkness.  tonight is of no exception; she’s expected to meet him at the young lord ahn’s, as she usually does for their secret midnight rendezvous.  however this time, she does not wear a smile as she arrives; expression somber as she pulls the cloth from around her head.  soon enough, she’s led to a room and sits before jung hyukun.  

seul says nothing this time, keeping her eyes lowered as she slowly sinks to the floor as graceful as she’s been taught.  after all, this time he’s the one who should apologize.

           .   .   .     &.˟  in these dreams, it’s always you  ,        @dalhyukun

[sevlhae]

Tell me a tale where she wakes one morning and finds that her heart is white as a silkworm, and the sun is golden on the sill, and she believes that she can live, and hold peace in her hand like a pearl.

Catherynne M. Valente, The Orphan’s Tales: In the Cities of Coin and Spice

[sevlhae]

“ this night turned out to be a disappointment.”

           ☾˟    ━━━   .   .       even though she wants to pretend that she doesn’t, seul knows exactly why he’s uttered such sorry words from his lips, and it makes her heart break a little.  for the first time in what seems like years, she’s allowed into a crowd, allowed to celebrate her mother’s birthday with her but in her own excitement, it seems she’s forgotten the aches of another.  she doesn’t want to be this kind of person.

“ if i could turn back time, i would.” seul mumbles to him, her hands clasped and folded beneath her top.  she doesn’t quite meet minjun’s eyes, for if he looked into them, he’d see the storm brewing there.  if she could, she’d entreat the king to reconsider, but this isn’t her place and he’s already chosen.  ( she’s still considering doing it anyway, just because she’s seen the sorrow in minjun’s eyes and the way miyoung breaks. )  “ but you should make the time that you have last.  shouldn’t you?”

            .   .   .     &.˟  in these dreams, it’s always you  ,        @dalminjun

[sevlhae]

dalhyukun: 

                  i am listening. there was silence but nightfall has broken.                     trills and melodies, the leaves shake and grass sways. faintly, the birds open            their beaks to greet the calm. they see the sunlight. there is a song;                                                                                                       can you hear it?

                         one hopes for no rain when it rains, and for rain when it does not rain.                                     when droplets fall, heavy, thundering, pounding     the dry Earth, no one wishes to be caught, exposed.      if caught, one must carry on.                 the rain not cease. it has lived since the birth of the world, and will only leave                        once the world is no more. even if the moon embraced the sun, rain                             will still fall.                                       it is forever more.

                                     the children understand. the children forgive, for                               when the sun does gaze upon them, evil scampers in fear.

                                                                                       i do not resent, but do beg;                                                                        will the sun no longer cry? for hearts break.

           maybe the sun rises on your morning: your birds, your calls.                     night still lingers here, questions clouding.  there’s no sound of birdcall,            just silence.  the sun won’t gleam in the dark, the birds won’t sing in the dark.                              (  you may sing your songs in secret, but i can’t hear them.  )                     when the night blankets the sun, how can it shine? there will be no rise.

                                           there is no hope for rain, only rain.  it is a downpour                     it is a monsoon.      the ship is weathered, its captain weary from the weeping     of the sky.  a reminder is just that; it does not bring an answer.  it doesn’t bring solution.                                 forevermore is a long time to be covered by a blanket of stars.

                                                              the sun is looking for a reason, and an explanation.                                                               when this night ends, my sun will rise again.

✶ — love letters from the sun `

[sevlhae]

“ your smile looks a little forced.”

            ☾˟    ━━━   .   .       although she knows all too well her brother’s keen eye for detail, seul finds herself struggling to repair the thing that’s broken: a smile should be brighter, more like the sun she’s called by.  unfortunately, she’s only been followed by clouds of rain.

every moment that she’s had a chance to find his eyes in the crowd has been a moment of disappointment, because all he’s done is turn away.  it’s weighed heavily on her; this is a chance, after all, for them to meet openly and yet hyukun doesn’t dare approach.  the fact that her brother can see the way her smile barely tilts at the corners when she should be far happier only further causes her lips to fall.

she shouldn’t be ungrateful.  after all, they always dance with danger.  perhaps hyukun is simply tired of it.  perhaps he no longer wants a future where she will clip his wings.  (  it’s not like she would know.  )  “ my apologies, orabeoni.  perhaps i’m feeling under the weather..” seul mumbles, not quite meeting his eye.  “ i should be brighter for mother’s birthday, shouldn’t i? i was so looking forward to it, too -”

           .   .   .     &.˟  in these dreams, it’s always you  ,        @haexsan

[sevlhae]

…      ━━━    QUEEN MUNJEONG’S BIRTHDAY SENTENCE PROMPTS    ━━━      … remember your rp karma: send as many as you receive! make sure to change pronouns to fit the muse in mind.  these can be used as starters, or just as drabbles - it’s up to you! these will be available to reblog until the end of our event on december 7th.  have fun!

“ this night turned out to be a disappointment.” “ he / she’s waiting for you.” “ you wouldn’t dare.” “ did you hear what they’re saying about you?” “ this calls for a drink.” “ i don’t recognize anyone here.” “ i didn’t expect to see you here.” “ aren’t these decorations a little much?” “ was it something i said?” “ i can’t see in this light.” “ you look positively lost.” “ i’ll find it empty and cold if you’re not there.” “ i had no idea it was going to lead to this.” “ were you following me?” “ a little out of place, are we?” “ your hands are freezing!” “ why am i here? you know i hate these things.” “ look at you - trying so hard to be all grown up.” “ your smile looks a little forced.” “ they’re continuing to evade you, aren’t they?” “ i almost thought he’d ask for her hand in marriage.” “ that’s one of the worst things i’ve ever seen.” “ avert your eyes.” “ a flower is only as good as its petals.” “ how dare you bring any sort of ugliness or speculation to a beautiful moment?” “ this night will be unforgettable.” “ and what would you do with my name?” “ it’s a small target, but aim for his / her heart.” “ you see how dangerous this is?” “ i’ve waited my whole life for this moment.”

[sevlhae]

;   hello kiddos, it’s your admin wol here, finally introducing my ( first ) darling, YI SEUL. ❤︎ ( i also play yonghan, but he’ll get his own post because he’s wild af. ) a little bit of background: seul was my first muse in haedal last time it was open, and she held such a special place in my heart that i’ve been lamenting over the loss of the rp for like.  a year and a half.  finally the original admin team took pity on me and said that i could reopen haedal if i’d like and so, here we are today !! uvu i hope you’re all enjoying yourselves and welcoming each other AND BEING AS NICE AS YOU CAN BE pls get along well, that would make me the happiest lil bb ; v ; i have a lot of plans for haedal as a roleplay and i hope you guys stick around to help watch the rp grow!

now i’m sure you’re not really here for my little feelsy rants, so i’ll place some info on seul under the cut! uvu if you’d like to plot, you can LIKE THIS POST and i’ll come hopping by your dms accordingly! i also have a twitter ( luvloonas ) or a discord ( wonho lovebot#4077 ) if you’d like to add either for plotting or just for chatting!

tw: kidnapping, attempted murder

meet yi seul, darling of the entire royal family.  she’s the golden child tbh

loosely based her character personality on yeonwoo from the moon that embraces the sun

believes she’s her father’s favourite child which is why he hasn’t married her off for political gain yet ( probably bc she actually is ).  she adores him more than anything in the world even if she disagrees with some of his choices, but she hardly ever gets to see him

10/10 would hype up her siblings - all of them.  she isn’t the type to discriminate between half and full blood sibs

opinionated, but generally knows her place and when to hold her tongue.  the typical Gentle Woman you would see in this time period, with a few quirks.  she was basically conditioned to worry about appearances due to her training as a princess, so she won’t speak out of turn but you can tell that there’s always a storm brewing in her eyes

often studies and reads on her own, most of the time in secret.  knows both hanja and hangul; will often speak her mind on things if she’s given permission to or if she trusts the person enough to do so 

the kind of girl who is honestly ahead of her time

cares very much for her handmaidens and those of lower status; doesn’t take kindly to separation due to status

rather idealistic and hopeful for change.  because of this, she can be a bit naive and too trusting

was kidnapped not long after she turned fifteen in an assassination attempt.  after she was saved, more guards were placed around her rooms in the palace.  for a short time, she was sent to a vacation home in an attempt to completely isolate her to spare her from another situation like this

she’s not really shown signs of being affected by this situation, but who knows what pain she’s hiding deep down because of it.  she hasn’t really spoken about the situation since it happened and any attempts to bring it up will end up with seul changing the subject

a lot of people know about the attempted assassination though.  it’s very likely that even yangban children would have heard rumours of it even if they don’t know what she really looks like; many lower class citizens would have probably lamented over this bc they’ve heard of the genuine kindness and genteel nature of seul in particular

...... just let her read her books and write her poetry tbh she’ll be the happiest clam

in case you follow my twitter, you can see some thoughts about her character here which may help more with plotting!