Princess Of Korea

(Soft music playing as handsome Prince Do-Yun rides on a horse with Sarah, a foreigner sitting on another horse) ( This was the era of the Emperors in Korea) Sarah: Wang-Ja, tell me about yourself. Do-Yun: (Smiles) You're quite good at Korean. Well, I'm Do-Yun the son of King Ji-Ho and Queen Mi-Hee. And we rank No.1 in the Great Korean Empire. Our Province is the highest, and our family the most respected. Our land... Sarah: Wang-Ja! I didn't ask about your land or family, but yourself. Do-Yun: ( Smiles again) Pardon me, Gong-Ju. Sarah: (Surprised) Am I? Of course not! I'm just a foreigner who came to sojourn in this land for a while, because I seek genuine exploration. My parents aren't even wealthy. How then could I be a Princess? Do-Yun: (Smiles even more broadly) I know, I know. You've said that to me during our first night in the Museum. But you'll be a Princess pretty soon, when I get married to you. Sarah: (In a surprised look) What?! Do-Yun: Are you surprised? Sarah: ( Maintains composure) I am. Do-Yun: Well I just told you the truth. (Clears throat) Now, I'll respond to your previous question. I was literally hardhearted, not until I met you... Sarah: How? Do-Yun: I haven't fallen in love before. Sarah: That isn't possible, you know it. Do-Yun: It's fine, if you don't believe me. But Sarah, I must confess, you're the fairest woman I've ever seen. Sarah: You mock me, Wang-Ja! Do-Yun: I don't. Sarah: But I'm from a black race, how could you call me fair? Do-Yun: You are, Sarah. The color doesn't matter. What does matter is my love for you. Sarah: Am I really fit for you? What about your parents; how would they see me? Do-Yun: (Holds out her chin lovingly) They don't matter. All that matters is us... (And they stare at each other affectionately, as light fades)