The Shadow King

12.

THE KING STOOD by his bookshelf, looking for more interesting novels to give to Star so she could read. Maybe if he gave her something to do, she would forget about Namjoon altogether and possibly even think of him as more than just the villain in this tale.

A knock on the door distracted Yoongi from his thoughts, "Come." He commanded.

Seokjin, Taehyung and Hoseok walked into the great big study room and sat themselves on the couches, getting ready for the meeting Yoongi had called. With his hands behind his back, he walked to where the men were sitting, "I trust you are all well rested. There is much to be done concerning the charity ball."

"Of course my King. We have everything on track, which wasn't easy with Namjoon being away." Said Taehyung.

Seokjin was already annoyed at the sight of Yoongi after what he had done to Star and Namjoon. Being in the same room as him made his blood boil to no avail. It baffled him how Yoongi could act to nonchalant about everything, how calm he was even when he was questioned. He truly had no heart.

"Excellent. I do, however, want to make a few changes to the theme of the ball."

Hoseok retrieved a small notepad from his blazer pocket and started to jot down the King's orders while the other two just sat and listened.

Yoongi paced up and down while he tapped his chin, thinking. "I want you to change the theme, from the Winter Spectacular to a Masquerade theme. Inform everyone invited to purchase some masks."

"Wait," Seokjin shook his head, "We can't possibly change everything. We have no less than a few weeks until the event takes place, it will not work."

"Why wouldn't it? The three of you, along with everyone else is, surely capable of seeing to it that we have a successful event. Don't make this seem difficult, Seokjin."

"But it is! You don't realise that because all you do is sit and drink and cause chaos!" he stood and approached Yoongi who didn't even seem to flinch.

Hoseok stood up to create some space between the two men, "Seokjin, please. Go outside and cool off."

'That's alright, Hoseok. Seokjin can leave if he wants to and I'll take him off this event."

Seokjin's nose flared and his ears turned a blood red shade. He turned around and exited the meeting, slamming the door behind him.

"Now Yoongi, was that really necessary? You could have easily avoided that confrontation." Hoseok reprimanded. "We are all under an immense amount of pressure and you aren't being helpful with your never-ending demands."

"If you are expecting an apology, you can forget it. There is nothing I need to be sorry about."

Taehyung was getting frustrated at Yoongi and he excused himself.

"I hope you're happy." Said Hoseok.

"Talk to them and make sure that everything is ready." Still, Yoongi did not utter an apology but instead, opened the door and showed Hoseok out.

Despite being kicked out of the castle, Hoseok remained in high spirits as usual. He walked down the cobblestones in the quad on his way to see if Seokjin was okay when he was met with an unusual looking man dressed in beige clothing, a large satgat covering his head and most of his face.

"Uh, can I help you? Are you lost?" he asked the man.

"I've come to deliver some tea and fresh spices to the kitchen staff." The man said, still not revealing his face.

His pitch black hair peeked from underneath the hat and it covered most of his face. He tried to avoid eye contact as best as he could.

"Alright. Leave it by the door and knock a few times. Have you been paid?"