Letter to Bohoja- 1.

Bohoja,

I hope this reaches you in good spirits and a bountiful health.

The last time we met, you looked a lore more nourished.

Watching you gain back the strength makes me feel as though a part of me is getting replenished.

I didn't get to thank you for your kind gestures and chivalry.

You stood before me, proud and prepared to dodge any bullets that'd find my way.

You upheld my honour in a setting where I had been stripped off of every ounce of respect that I believed I was entitled to, even as a mere human being.

The situation would've turned bleak had you not been there, in good intention.

Times like these make me wonder what I'd do without you.

Had I not been pulled in by you that night, would I have survived?

Would I want to keep going despite knowing that there was no light at the end of the tunnel?

Bohoja, you're that light at the end of the tunnel, for me.

I believe I am living and breathing in this very moment, to reach the end of the tunnel.

To reach you.

To see you in a place and time where wanting to caress the scar that paints under your eye wouldn't be a sin.

He's married my physicality but my soul remains unwed.

My body remains that of a celibate and I will preserve this for as long as I have to, until I can reach the end of the tunnel.

I had nightmares all these nights when I'd woken up gasping for breath.

I'd see myself falling into a deep well, unprecedented.

Could that well be an indicative of me loosing my prized individuality under the ruthless King's reign?

Thinking of you hushes down the unruly thoughts and that's all I've been thinking about.

I find myself wondering if you've ate, if you're able to rest well under a shelter.

On nights when the skies revolt and the clouds rumble, much like tonight, I begin to wonder if you're inside and warm.

Oh how I wish I knew where you resided so I could drape you in fine wool.

I've started to get ahead of myself, I realise it.

But I've only just realised that within my ribcage lies a heart that beats at its own pace.

Bohoja, The King has doubled the taxes on immigration of people from the neighbouring Kingdom into Baekmin.

He is very much against the inflow of goods namely Cotton and Gold from the Kingdom of Silkim, whom we were at war with 7 years ago.

He's even began the procedure of recruiting men from the nearby villages to increase manpower and indulge them in the construction of his new Prison, where he's planning on executing foreign allies.

To stop the inflow of Cotton and Gold in the Kingdom would mean that several industries that manufacture ammunitions, weapons and clothing would face a backlog.

Most of the village population works in the Cotton Industry and The Marshy Land of Baekmin is not fit for the growth of Cotton.

Making such hasty decisions would only prove to be burdening, economically.

This would render the gap between the rich and the poor to widen.

It'd be crippling to the commoners of Baekmin as they are employed in such Industries, as the sole source of their income.

The people of Baekmin need to know what he's planning on doing.

By executing the traders who come in from Silkim, he's creating friction and unrest between both the Kingdoms, which could be seen as an open invitation for a war to breakout and Baekmin still hasn't recovered from the one that had impaired us 7 years ago.

We need to intercept the proceedings for The King is as stubborn as a Mule.

He wouldn't budge and would most certainly never take guidance from his Queen.

Spread the word, use your power of manipulation and superior oratory skills to have this news set fire to the reigns he holds in his hands like shackles.

Incapacitate him and you and I can both be free.

I will keep you updated with more.

I'm keeping you in my spirits and eagerly waiting on the light at the end of the tunnel.

— Kim Soojin.

章節 15: Letter to Bohoja- 1.

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