in the court of the king → the beginning.
“Do you believe me now, Kyuhyun?” “I really don’t have much of a choice, do I?” he responded shakily. He almost wanted to run away, but he knew that if this man was actually a faerie and all the legends were true, he had no chance of escaping. “Good! We’re getting somewhere,” the king responded with a smile. He quickly crossed the little space between them and Kyuhyun into a tight hug. The scent of strawberries and freshly cut grass filled Kyuhyun’s nostrils. “I do hope you’ll enjoy your new home, Princess.”
cr: 浅笑-kyuhae吧
E.L.F: Who does Donghae-oppa belong to?
Kyuhyun: Donghae is mine.
in the court of the king; ch. i When Kyuhyun came to, he groaned and sat up, pressing the heel of his palm to his forehead. It hurt for a second before, miraculously, the pain faded away. Blinking, Kyuhyun looked around, expecting his own room, but it wasn’t. Instead of the drapes and golden-accented doors he was used to, he was in sort of a woodsy grove with — was that a tree? Yes, an actual tree growing in the corner of the room, branches spreading out toward the ceiling. The door was an uneven, curved wooden hole, like a cave entrance except smoother. And then, to his chagrin, he was sitting down on what seemed to be a bed of flowers.