Sasin is shot, and to save his life, Saenkaew tearfully agrees to his father’s demand to go through with the wedding. But his uncle sets a cruel trap, lying that Sasin’s condition has worsened, driving Saenkaew to flee the palace for a chance to see the man he loves. Just as their secret romance is about to be exposed, Pinanong appears; will she protect them from disaster, or take revenge for their betrayal?
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- Aired: October 07, 2025
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Love in the Moonlight Episode 8 Reactions
this was infuriating & not for the reasons one might think. i get that cause of the father son dynamic, Saenkaew isn't able to voice his views when he stand's before his father. but he should've made his father listen when he reached that court house (or wherever he was meeting Rachawadi) at least make an attempt at voicing his reasoning, instead of letting his father drag him out of there. talk to him when they got home, anything but turn mute. heck great moment to bring up the greedy Bodin's. & just cause u get slapped doesn't mean u turn mute. if anything it's the best time to lose ur sh*t & speak ur mind. but now idk what is gonna happen. i for sure don't see an out for him, so that love letter at the end was nothing more then wishful thinking. ********also Sasin had the perfect opportunity to tell Pin everything, when she told him that she was the one to tell Prince Kamfa about the meeting they had arranged earlier in the day. they r betraying her non-stop & keeping her out of the loop. i get that it aint easy to come clean & breaking the heart of a person u love - there really never will be a good time for that. so when she told him that she was the reason the plan fell through,. he should've come clean at that moment. she is already hurting - why not rip the bandaid off in one clean swipe?!??? yeah it will hurt, but at least it will be better then continuing to lie to her & making a fool out of her - going behind her back to make out with Saenkaew - that is turning gross. ******************************Prince Kamfa is do desperate to get his son married in the hopes it will cure his gayness, that he can't see that Bodin is as untrustworthy as his brother Inthra, this desperation is gonna make him lose everything he is so desperate to protect.
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The acting is amazing, the script is excellent, and the music is amazing and unique in every episode. Everything about this series deserves a 10/10.
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episode kali ini benar-benar sad vibes, romansanya menyebalkan menurutku. seperti sinetron banget, maksudku - apa yang terjadi di episode kali terasa tidak mudah sehingga menimbulkan perasa kesal dan geram. Selain itu, yang paling aku suka ada nuansa sedih yang ada di episode kali ini, sangat amat dapet banget. Life meaningnya kuat sekali dibandingkan episode sebelumnya. Episode kali ini benar-benar melodrama dan menurutku dapet banget sh, bintang 9.5/ 9.5!
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I once tried to defend Prince Saenkaew’s father. In episode seven he clutched the portrait of his dead wife, tears spilling as he said he wanted only the best for his son. Many despised him. I despised him too, yet I could see the grief that hollowed him out. He had lost his wife, his only son was gay, and in the 1960s such love was a crime. As part of the royal family, the truth could mean ruin, disgrace, even danger. He wished to shield his son, yet he chose the path of cruelty. I could pity him, but never forgive.
In episode eight, all pity turned to ash. He hired a man to end Sasin’s life. Sasin was not a beast to be hunted, not an object to discard, but a boy in love, a boy whose heart belonged to Saenkaew. As the bullet struck and his body fell, his last thoughts were not of pain but of love. He saw the first moment they met, the melodies they shared, the movement they spent time together on the island, the kiss beneath the moon, the quiet embrace that held eternity. If this is not love, then love has no meaning. Yet fate was merciless. Their story had only begun, and already it was stained in blood, their memories scattering like petals into the dark.
The news broke like thunder. Family rushed to the hospital. Prince Saenkaew was locked away by the very man who called himself father. At last, after years of silence, he cried out his truth. He said he was done being afraid. That he had done nothing wrong. That his life was his own, that he could no longer run from himself. His words cut through me like glass. For I know his pain. I too have parents whose expectations crush my breath, demanding marriage, children, a future I cannot give. I am bound to him, to Saenkaew, because love is love and the truth of it cannot be erased. I wish I had his courage to speak.
But even as he wept, begging to see Sasin, his father’s voice was iron. One more step and he would ensure Sasin was shot again, this time to death. Cruelty beyond measure. Saenkaew trembled, torn between love and fear, knowing that to defy his father would place Sasin in greater danger. And so he remained, trapped within walls that were both prison and tomb, while his heart shattered in silence. His father could not see that barring him from Sasin was the slowest form of murder, killing not his body but his joy.
There were no phones to call, no message to send. Only paper, ink, and tears. Saenkaew’s trembling hand tried to form words, yet each line blurred as his sorrow fell upon it, smearing the page. Again and again he began, again and again grief silenced him, until at last he finished the letter, bleeding his heart onto fragile paper.
And can we not bow our heads in gratitude to the maid. She had watched Saenkaew grow from a boy, and in her quiet heart she wanted nothing more than to see him happy. She had seen the way his face lit up when he was with Sasin, the way grief gave way to laughter, the way sorrow loosened its hold. In this cruel world, she was the only one who stood by him, the only one who risked everything. By secretly delivering the letter she defied the walls of the palace, risking her position, perhaps even her life, so that two broken hearts might still speak. Without her, those words would have been buried in silence. Without her, Saenkaew and Sasin would have been denied even this fragile thread of love.
This is what Prince wrote to Sasin in Episode 8, and my heart completely shattered. On one side, I’m overwhelmed with happiness that they are in love, and that Sasin was finally able to bring back Prince’s smile after the grief of losing his mother. Yet on the other side, the weight of reality crushes me, they cannot truly be together, no matter how much they long for each other.What breaks me even more is the time they live in. In the 1960s, there were no mobile phones, no instant messages, no way to ease the ache of distance with a simple call. All they had were handwritten letters, carrying pieces of their hearts across the silence. Reading those words feels like touching their pain, their hope, and their love all at once. It hits me so deeply because every letter is both a lifeline and a reminder of how far apart they are
This series has left me heartbroken. I thought I understood sorrow, but this story revealed grief in its rawest form. The letter was not paper and ink, it was flesh and blood, a heartbeat pressed between trembling lines. When Sasin read it, the world seemed to fall silent, as if time itself paused to witness two souls crying out for one another.
And now, with the preview of episode nine, we know he will write a reply. I feel both longing and dread. Longing to hear his words reach across the void, dread because I know every sentence will cut deeper than the last. Love like theirs is breathtaking, yet it is unbearable, too heavy for the world they live in.
I do not know if my heart can survive another letter, yet I am powerless to resist. I will wait, aching, counting down each hour. Seven days will feel like seven years, and still, I will wait for the next episode of their sorrowful love. 10/10
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Sasin, my love.
As I write this letter, I wish it were just an ordinary letter from one… lover to another, not a letter that has to be hidden… away. Not a letter filled with restrictions and… prohibitions. But we both know that’s not our reality. My father has forbidden me from seeing you.
But no one can forbid me from loving you. I am still here. I still love you, just as I always have. And if you are suffering alone, please… know that I am suffering no differently than you.
I ask you to be patient and wait. I will be patient too. I will not give up. I will not let what we have end just… because others say it is wrong. I will find a way back… to you, no matter how difficult it may be. But please, trust in me, just as I have always trusted in you. We will be together again. I promise. With all my love.
—Your Saen Kaew.
In episode eight, all pity turned to ash. He hired a man to end Sasin’s life. Sasin was not a beast to be hunted, not an object to discard, but a boy in love, a boy whose heart belonged to Saenkaew. As the bullet struck and his body fell, his last thoughts were not of pain but of love. He saw the first moment they met, the melodies they shared, the movement they spent time together on the island, the kiss beneath the moon, the quiet embrace that held eternity. If this is not love, then love has no meaning. Yet fate was merciless. Their story had only begun, and already it was stained in blood, their memories scattering like petals into the dark.
The news broke like thunder. Family rushed to the hospital. Prince Saenkaew was locked away by the very man who called himself father. At last, after years of silence, he cried out his truth. He said he was done being afraid. That he had done nothing wrong. That his life was his own, that he could no longer run from himself. His words cut through me like glass. For I know his pain. I too have parents whose expectations crush my breath, demanding marriage, children, a future I cannot give. I am bound to him, to Saenkaew, because love is love and the truth of it cannot be erased. I wish I had his courage to speak.
But even as he wept, begging to see Sasin, his father’s voice was iron. One more step and he would ensure Sasin was shot again, this time to death. Cruelty beyond measure. Saenkaew trembled, torn between love and fear, knowing that to defy his father would place Sasin in greater danger. And so he remained, trapped within walls that were both prison and tomb, while his heart shattered in silence. His father could not see that barring him from Sasin was the slowest form of murder, killing not his body but his joy.
There were no phones to call, no message to send. Only paper, ink, and tears. Saenkaew’s trembling hand tried to form words, yet each line blurred as his sorrow fell upon it, smearing the page. Again and again he began, again and again grief silenced him, until at last he finished the letter, bleeding his heart onto fragile paper.
And can we not bow our heads in gratitude to the maid. She had watched Saenkaew grow from a boy, and in her quiet heart she wanted nothing more than to see him happy. She had seen the way his face lit up when he was with Sasin, the way grief gave way to laughter, the way sorrow loosened its hold. In this cruel world, she was the only one who stood by him, the only one who risked everything. By secretly delivering the letter she defied the walls of the palace, risking her position, perhaps even her life, so that two broken hearts might still speak. Without her, those words would have been buried in silence. Without her, Saenkaew and Sasin would have been denied even this fragile thread of love.
This is what Prince wrote to Sasin in Episode 8, and my heart completely shattered. On one side, I’m overwhelmed with happiness that they are in love, and that Sasin was finally able to bring back Prince’s smile after the grief of losing his mother. Yet on the other side, the weight of reality crushes me, they cannot truly be together, no matter how much they long for each other.What breaks me even more is the time they live in. In the 1960s, there were no mobile phones, no instant messages, no way to ease the ache of distance with a simple call. All they had were handwritten letters, carrying pieces of their hearts across the silence. Reading those words feels like touching their pain, their hope, and their love all at once. It hits me so deeply because every letter is both a lifeline and a reminder of how far apart they are
This series has left me heartbroken. I thought I understood sorrow, but this story revealed grief in its rawest form. The letter was not paper and ink, it was flesh and blood, a heartbeat pressed between trembling lines. When Sasin read it, the world seemed to fall silent, as if time itself paused to witness two souls crying out for one another.
And now, with the preview of episode nine, we know he will write a reply. I feel both longing and dread. Longing to hear his words reach across the void, dread because I know every sentence will cut deeper than the last. Love like theirs is breathtaking, yet it is unbearable, too heavy for the world they live in.
I do not know if my heart can survive another letter, yet I am powerless to resist. I will wait, aching, counting down each hour. Seven days will feel like seven years, and still, I will wait for the next episode of their sorrowful love. 10/10
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Sasin, my love.
As I write this letter, I wish it were just an ordinary letter from one… lover to another, not a letter that has to be hidden… away. Not a letter filled with restrictions and… prohibitions. But we both know that’s not our reality. My father has forbidden me from seeing you.
But no one can forbid me from loving you. I am still here. I still love you, just as I always have. And if you are suffering alone, please… know that I am suffering no differently than you.
I ask you to be patient and wait. I will be patient too. I will not give up. I will not let what we have end just… because others say it is wrong. I will find a way back… to you, no matter how difficult it may be. But please, trust in me, just as I have always trusted in you. We will be together again. I promise. With all my love.
—Your Saen Kaew.
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Ep 8 was so good on so many levels. It had romance. It gave us some tense moments. It had physical abuse and violence. But we also got a bit of comedy by way of Princes uncle and his wife. The acting was top tier from the entire cast.
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