(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)