When a prince was punished for a sin he committed, he was banished. Cast out to another realm. There, he met a mortal. Their past will be unveiled. Secrets will be opened. History will repeat itself and chaos will rule. Both princes whom are brother...
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It all seemed time had moved so slow. Minutes felt like hours. Hours felt like days. Like they are to watch the sun rise and the skies darken, repeating the same cycle for days and more.
Taehyung had already started his journey to find Jimin. He ventured through the direction of the east where he was only bound with nature and silence. He had passed through endless hills and meadows but didn't found any, even his silhouette. He would hunt for food in the process and once brought home a deer he spotted near a river, quenching its thirst. A dagger in its neck.
The cottage had been a great help lately—it has a source of water from a nearby stream, though not abundant, they can pass through a day. Fire wasn't a problem with the prince's magic and using those old pots in the cabinets and woods in the stove, she on the other hand, boils the meat and the broth is enough to keep their body warm.
They hadn't made a progress at all.
And with the section of walls between them, it become impossible for them to have conversations for she stays inside her bedroom or at the field for most time of the day, and he, never stayed inside the cottage for a whole day long.
Now, the night had settled in hours ago but Taehyung found himself outside, staring at the horizon with nothing but darkness. His eyes fell on the object around his fingers, that after all this time, was gleaming in gold under the moonlight.
The golden vessel Jinyoung gave.
Taehyung had admired the beauty of it, the embroiders at the end but despite the heaviness of the metal, he wonders what was inside. He did everything in his might to open it—used his magic but no matter his efforts are, it was protected by a sorcery he wasn't well acquainted.
That is when he remembered what he said.
'This opens when the right time comes and whatever is inside, will lead you to the key.'
What key?
Key that leads him where?
He replayed the words in his mind. He trusts him and he will wait.
"In the right time..." He whispered.
Giving up, Taehyung brought back the object into non-existent, disappearing in front of his very eyes as he finally heads inside. He was hoping she could see her, warming herself near the fireplace or sitting at the dining chair waiting for him but beyond all the expectations, he was greeted by no one.
The prince shut the door behind him and sat on the sofa, watching the flames dance. Thoughts piled at the back of his mind. This house did ever feel so empty. And he can't endure the endless ringing of silence in his ears. Taehyung had wished he could take himself to sleep, to at least, forget those things bothering him.
