Chapter Thirteen: Regrets and Ideas

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Minho woke up the next day, only remembering parts of the events. He regretfully remembered kissing Jisung. He flipped over to check the time. Almost noon. He deduced that someone did come to wake him up but was unsuccessful. He had a terrible headache and quickly went to the bathroom to splash water on his face. He heard a knock at the door and it opened.

"In the bathroom."

"Good morning, your highness." It was Jisung. Minho inhaled sharply on turning around.

"Don't you think it would be a bit awkward for you to still call me 'your highness', Jisung? I'm sorry for last night by the way. Unless you liked in which case I would still be sorry."

"I accept your apology, your highness." Minho nodded gratefully. He couldn't deny that he did really like Jisung. An idea came to him.

"How would you like a day off today? We could take a carriage ride around the grounds."

"I would like that very much, your majesty."

"Call me Minho, Jisung. I don't want it to be awkward for you."

"Are you sure?"

"I am sure." And with that, they headed out towards the horse stables.

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