Minho put on his watch, setting it up nervously as he takes deep breath every minute.

Today is one week away from the election day and he is one of the candidates. Even though he can guarantee that he will win by the people's votes, he will never know if there's some back stabber in his party.

He looks at himself in the mirror and sighed. God knows how long he stare at himself untill his personal assistant came into the dressing room, telling him that they should get going to a venue for a live debate.

Ever since high school, Minho has always been known to have the laser tongue. If he ever got into a fight, he will only be fighting verbally and that was enough to attack his opponent.

He knows what he wants and always knows the ways of getting it.

Since he grew up in an orphanage, he needs to take care of himself and find ways to get out of trouble when he's in one. It was always him and himself.

He doesn't have anything to lose, that's why he can play dirty and no one would have anything to hold him against with.

Enough about his past, focusing on the present matter, he leaned back on the backseat of the car and thought of last night.

And just like before, he didn't get any related dreams to the unknown prince and it has almost been a week.

The last thing he remembered was that the prince was going to get killed by those Japanese archers.

He has identified who they were when he saw a painting of an illusion of the Joseon dynasty on his visit to the state's museum. It was when the Imjin War broke out and the missing prince started to become the talk of the history.

Thinking back about it, maybe the prince didn't actually go missing?

Maybe he was killed on the spot by the Japanese people and wait,..

The prince that he was chasing after in his dream, it was the missing prince? Prince Han of Joseon??

But how?

Why did he suddenly started dreaming about those historical events every night until last week? And why did it disappear suddenly?

"Chan", he called out to his assistant.

"Yes Mr. Lee?"

"If we dream of something from the past that we're unsure of.. Is it real?"

The assistant raised his eyebrows and look up from his work table at the unexpected question. Isn't he supposed to worry about the election instead of some dreams?

Who is he to ridicule the Lee Minho anyways so he just think deeply about it.

There are some times that he wondered about it too but never got the answers. He knew he could just look it up but if he's unsure of what happened in the past, how would he knows if it's true or not?

"I mean... It is possible..? I never really experienced myself..", Chan replied hesitantly.

He doesn't want Minho to stress himself about whatever dream he's dreaming. After all, it's just a dream right?

Deciding to brush the topic off, the assistant mention something related to the election, "We hired some guards to guard you until the end of the election"

"Which agency are they from?"

"SeoNic agency, sir"

Minho just nodded and went back to staring out of window, also decided to not think about his concern at the moment.

A week before election and he should not stress himself out to this kind of things.

He got other important things to worry about and not some missing prince that he could possibly related to in the previous life.

Yep, totally more important than that.

He walked into the studio with Chan by his side right after they arrived and there they can already see other candidates getting ready for their debate.

The tension in the studio is very high and unsettling but that doesn't concern the 26 year old man a bit.

He continues walking to his assigned backstage room, noticing how the other party's representatives watch his every moves.

Tsk, insecure much?

Minho just smirked at them, feeling like he's already won the election before it even started.

His personal assistant saw this and whisper in his ear, "Please be more subtle Mr. Lee, your cocky reaction might cause negative rumors.."

"You think I'm cocky?"

"N-No! That's not what I meant! Y-Your reaction might be controversial because you look-"

"Cocky"

Before Chan could even defend himself more, the boss who is also younger by one year than him, walked away.

He released a frightened sigh before running to catch up with the other.

By the time they got into the private room, they saw a few people who Minho assumed the guards that Chan was talking about earlier.

But one of them however, look especially younger than the others.

It was a boy.

His face is sharp but soft looking. He looks like he's still a student and his body proportion doesn't seem that strong so why is he tasked to Minho?

The boy who now noticed his arrival walked towards him with a tight smile that almost seems fake to him.

"Pleasure to meet you Mr. Lee, I'm Yang Jeongin"

Jeongin hold his hand out for the older to take, keeping himself as professional as he can to not let himself be controlled by disgust for the man.

After awhile staring, more like glaring at each other, Minho finally took the boy's hand in his and shake it.

There's something between the two that the others who's watching their interaction can't explain. It's like they have something against one another even though they just met today.

Minho's relax and calm face turned sour and annoyed after seeing the boy.

He himself has no idea what face he was making and why he felt like that. There's like a fire burning inside of him and he can't explain why.

They might have shake each other's hands for a bit longer and tighter than they're supposed to because the last thing that they know was Chan separating them.

"How about you take a walk in the garden before the debate start, Mr. Lee? I heard it's on the ground floor"

Minho was still glaring at the boy in which all of them noticed, "That's probably a good idea..", he said and stormed off completely.

The 18 year old boy scoffed at the man before slowly following him from behind after reminding himself that he now has to protect Minho as well.

He finds it ridiculous how Changbin assigned him to another mission even when they still haven't found the missing prince yet and it's been one whole week!

Jisung could literally be dead by now and none of them would know since they couldn't find him.

Maybe this is why he is called the missing prince, it's because he is lost in the modern and has no way to go home.

Wait, Jeongin halted in his steps. What if he's out in the wild and homeless?!, the boy thought to himself.

Jisung has always been taken care of and grew up in a whole ass palace so how could he possibly survive here, in an unknown world to him?

The boy could have been searching or he might have found the prince by now if it wasn't for this dumb mission.

He got to the ground floor with the elevator that he took after Minho did and look around.

There's a few police officers controlling those heavy waves of reporters and a few people who had a pass to see the debate that's about to happen in the studio.

Those people are either very political or just here to witness some political dramas. We're talking about debates here so of course there would some tea spilling session.

The garden is a very contrast place to the crowded and one big of a hell studio.

It is calm and very quiet. People just minding their own business and the weather to be working out right here is literally perfect.

Not too sunny but not too cloudy. It's the right amount of sunlight so it's seems like the earth is in its good mood today.

Completely discarding his mission, Jeongin walked around the garden, exploring it with no thoughts in mind.

Maybe it's not that bad of an idea to do this mission.

The boy had not come home to Korean Empire for almost two years and not to his surprise, a lot have changed in those two years. He didn't know what to feel honestly since he's the cause of the dramatic changes.

His feet then took him to a more crowded side of the garden and so he thinks that it's better for him to search for Minho now before people realize he's just around here somewhere.

"Jisung! Are you ready yet?!"

Both Hyunjin and Felix are currently waiting for the prince who's actually struggling to put on the hoodie that Hyunjin allowed him to borrow.

Since the officer is way taller than him, the hoodie is bigger and much more loose making the boy struggle to slide it on.

He has been adjusting to the new world for a week now. Though he wasn't allowed to go outside since the two officers forbid him to, he just watched and get to know everything by the television.

He found out that the guy named Minho is older than Yi Gong by four years.

But he is also four years older than when he was in Joseon so Minho might also be the same age as Yi Gong.

Jisung also found out that the date is completely different from where he was. It's now the year 2021 and he was in the year 1597.

Hyunjin's and Felix's apartment has a mini library so the prince took his time reading everything that he found necessary to know.

When the two officers saw him reading, they were surprised because they thought that the boy can't even read which kinda offended him.

He has too, been wearing outfits that's easier to wear and lighter than the gown robe that he usually had which he was shocked by.

Everything in this world was too good to be true that even Jisung sometimes had to slap himself to make sure he's not dreaming.

"Are you okay?", the Australian officer asked once he saw the boy staring off when he checked on him.

It seems like he noticed the boy's struggle so he went to help him. The hood that's been the main cause of his struggle was pulled back by Felix and he easily slide the hoodie on after that.

"You look cute in that, come on, Hyunjin's waiting"

Felix grabbed his hand and bring him out of the door. Jisung doesn't complain though, instead, he loves the skinship.

Back in Joseon, he could never be publicly affectionate with any of his friends since the villagers always managed to find something to cause a rumor.

So skinship with his friends would cause the exposition of his liking for men and that would not be favorable on the royal family's side.

But here, he could do anything with whoever he wants. Not to mention these days, the trio, Hyunjin, Felix and Jisung, got closer.

The prince became more talkative and brighter then his first day arriving at the place.

And it has also been a week after the dna test and it's time for the results to come out.

After a safe and a full of chatter ride, they arrived to the place where the two police officers had to be and at first, they weren't allowed to bring other people with them.

But after a bunch of convincing their supervisor about how Jisung is still under investigation and need to be watch all the time, their supervisor finally agreed and let Jisung follow along.

The reason why those two officers were trying hard to convince their boss is because they felt bad for Jisung who has done nothing but locked in the house every day.

They supposed to have the Saturday off before but something came up and they had to work a full week.

They already had a plan on taking the boy out to explore the city on that Saturday but that will be postponed to another time they guessed.

"Remember what I said Jisung, don't and I mean DON'T, do anything that will get you in trouble, got it?"

"YES, I got it! You told me that so many times now!", the boy respond, irritation on his face by how protective Hyunjin is.

He sometimes reminds the prince of his own personal eunuch back in Joseon, eunuch Yong.

He wonders what happened to him. The last time he saw the eunuch was when he passed out on the floor but even before he could help him, Jeongin dragged him away.

Talking about Jeongin, he already discarded the boy, feeling betrayed.

"If you ever need us, just call us or find us, kay? You know how phones work right?", Felix's turn to ask.

"I'm fineee! You guys can go work now! I won't cause any trouble!"

The two police officers look at him with suspicions lingering in their eyes before accepting it and walk away to do their job.

Smiling sheepishly, the prince turned around and clap his hand together, "Now.. What should we do?"

It's not wrong to have some fun right?