...Flower of Evil...

Iseul was pushed inside the dungeons cell. They were made of iron bars of spiritual powers to prevent any prisoner escape using spiritual energy. But inside the dungeon cell was like a dirty pig stall. Only straws were there to keep the prisoners warm and the smell was enough to make someone faint. The smell would be normal for normal civilians but a royal princess like Iseul couldn't withstand it. Still,she didn't complain. She silently sat down at a corner and started meditating to gather energy.

She could feel a lot of stares on her. The rest of the prisoners in other cells were staring at her. They can't be blamed. They could feel the rich air around her and wondered why was a girl like her in this dirty dungeons.

Everywhere was dark but a small fire was illuminating the dungeons from the entrance of the dungeons.

Iseul tried her best to meditate but her lips started twitching for some reason.

Kill them

They betrayed you

Your soldiers betrayed you

Your friends lied and deceived you

Iseul shook her head vigorously,trying to erase the evil thoughts. It was strange. Why would she think something like that? Indeed,she felt hurt when her soldiers betrayed her but it wasn't enough reason to kill them. It was absurd.

The voice in her head felt like it didn't belong to her but at the same time,they were her thoughts.

Her neck was sweating furiously and some veins were popping out.

You are pitiful

You dirty blood

You are worse than a stray dog

Living under the mercy of that king who treats you like trash,you are like a frog inside a well. No escape

They will use you

Your brothers -

Iseul opened her eyes,gasping for air. She would never dare to think bad about her brothers. Taking deep breath,she tried calming down.

"Sister,are you sick?"

A soft small voice came from the right cell attached to hers. When she looked at her right, she was taken back seeing a small boy,maybe around five or six. And there were some old men and women in the same cell with that boy. When she looked clearly, she was shocked. They were the demonic cultivators she defended the other day.

How come they are here? She had clearly fought for them and sent them off. She immediately crawled towards their cell and asked. "What are you all doing here? How did you - How did you get caught again?!"

The eldest of the group spoke. "After you sent us away,they had sent another group to catch us. So,we couldn't escape"

Iseul was furious. She had clearly warned them not to touch these people who only came to find food. "Those fuckers dared to go against me? I shall break their limbs next time"

The elder spoke again. "Don't be mad,young lady. It seems like you are not in a good condition. Getting mad will worse your whatever the state"

Iseul shook her head,indicating she is fine. It was just her thoughts going wild. As she calmed down,she started thinking how to get them out. She counted them one by one. There were five men and three women with that little boy. It won't be easy to take them out.

"Don't worry. I'll take you all out somehow", she mumbled.

"You did a lot for us,young lady. I guess,you are here because of us. We are truly sorry for causing you these troubles and thank you", the eldest man spoke again. It seemed like he had no choice but to rely on Iseul again.

Iseul felt some warmth inside her heart. She had been protecting her country all this time but,for her,it was just her job. She just wanted to win and win,that's all she cared. But the simple gratitude from these people made her feel somewhat heroic.

Since Iseul was small,she had to stay hidden. Only when she started showing her strong abilities, did they finally pay attention to her. Living like dead is really awful for her. Even though she had her brothers,she knew that their parents were not happy about their interaction. She couldn't go wherever she wanted freely.

Few days flew away and she still didn't know how to get them freed. The spiritual bars were too strong and she couldn't break them using her energy.

It was the sixth day of of their stay. Iseul was waiting for her to get freed so she can do something about them. But she was scared thinking her father would order to kill these innocent people.

The night was cold. Too cold to the point people were trembling. She could handle it but the little boy? She removed her outer robe and passed it to the mother of that boy. "Wrap him with this"

The mother was helplessly looked at Iseul. She was only wearing a thin layer of inner white robes and it wasn't enough for a normal human to withstand the cold.

Iseul,"I'm fine. Take it"

"Thank you, young lady. How are we supposed to repay your kindness?"

Iseul scratched her neck awkwardly. "No need", she simply said and looked away.

The mother wrapped the boy in that expensive robe and kept him warm. Iseul leaned against the wall and closed her eyes. She hoped that her brothers would come to see her. If one of them came,then she could ask help to release them.

Suddenly, she felt a presence of someone near by. Alerted,she opened her eyes and crawled closer to the right side to reassure the demonic cultivators.

In the dark,she saw a figure hiding inside the shadows. Where are the damn guards?!

"Who are you?", Iseul asked warily.

The hidden man seemed to stiff for a moment hearing her voice. He slowly came out from the shadows. He was covering his face with a black cloth. The intruder had a sword and a whip on his waist.

She instantly recognised the sword and the whip!

"Young master!" The demonic cultivators all whispered together.

The man immediately shushed them. His eyes went to Iseul who was staring at him with wide eyes. Both of them recognised each other. The man was none other than the demonic cultivator who saved her life.

He immediately looked away and stood infront of the cell which was filled with other demonic cultivators. He didn't want other prisoners to wake up and cause an uproar which might ruin his plan.

Taking his whip to his right hand,he took a step back. The whip was surging with dark energy. It seems like his cultivation was higher and stronger than that of a normal cultivator. With a slash,he whipped the spiritual iron bars. Those iron bars were instantly broken off to the ground causing a big sound.

The other prisoners woke up and saw what was happening. Their eyes immediately lit up and started shouting.

"Take us out too!! Take us out too!!"

"Little brother,take us too!"

The black clad youth hurried his people to come out. "Let's go"

"What about the young lady?", the mother of that child asked.

The man seemed to halt. He didn't look at Iseul who was still sitting on the ground with wide eyes.

"I have no business with her. Let's leave!"

"But this sister saved us!", The little guy cried.

This seemed to made him think twice. He looked at her again with his frosty eyes.

Iseul stood up and walked towards the cell door and held the bars. "It's okay. I'm fine. They will release me soon. You guys go! Guards will rush here any time soon!"

Yes,they got no time. The black clad youth must have killed the front guards of the dungeons to enter but soon,there will be another round of guards. And with the screams of other prisoners, the time they have now is limited.

The youth looked at her thin white robes and looked at the robe which was wrapping around the little guy in his mother's arms.

"Go", Iseul said.

The youth finally gave a small nod to her and turned around to leave but,

Too late.

Someone was already there,blocking their way.

Prince Namjoon.

His sword was already out of his hilt and his piercing eyes were glaring at the intruder.

Iseul was speechless.

Why now?

The youth tightened the grip around his whip.

Iseul,"Don't hurt him! He is my brother!"

But he didn't lower his guard down.

Neither Namjoon.

"How dare you sneak inside the Palace? Show yourself!"

Iseul,"Brother! Let them go! Please!"

Namjoon was taken back."Iseul! What the hell! Do you have a death wish?!"

"If you don't have a death wish,now,listen to your sister and let us go"

Namjoon was outrageous. "You -!"

Iseul was getting impatient. "Brother!brother! Listen! He is the one who saved me! After the war! You remember?! You asked me who saved me! It's him! Please brother! He means no harm! I promise that he will not harm you! Please help them!"

Namjoon was even more outrageous now. His sister is asking him to do a treason. He just came to check on her sister secretly but what he found was this!

"Please brother! We don't have time! He saved me! Just this once! Please! I will clean your room for a month! Please!"

Namjoon sighed as he is done with her. His daggers like eyes glared at the intruder who had saved his sister once.

"After this,never step inside this Palace if you wish you to live", he looked at Iseul. "And you! I will skin you alive for making me do this"

It seemed like Namjoon really is pissed now.

Namjoon turned around and gestured them to follow him.

The youth looked at Iseul. It seemed like he wanted to say something but he decided not to and left.

Iseul sighed in relief knowing they are safe. She was somehow happy to see that youth again. Her heart felt like it was on fire. A strange feeling on her stomach was tickling her.

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