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Chapter V

I stare with wide eyes at the spot the faerie had stood just seconds ago, and shake my head in disbelief. It's true what they say about faeries after all. They truly were malicious creatures who despised us humans. I thought it was just a saying, but after what has only just happened, I can say that the sayings are actually true. I have never met a more foul and unpleasant creature in my life. The things he said about what he had done to humans makes me want to vomit.

I wish to never see that creature again because if I do, I do not know what I will do to it.

With my eyes to the ground, embarrassed to look at the prince and the woman, I whimper as I slowly come to a stand. I wrap my arms around myself and stand wait.

"What is your name?"

Did he not see what had just occurred? After everything I had said and done today, this is what he has to say to me.

"My name?" I ask softly.

The prince does not answer me.

"The prince will not ask again. Us royalties do not repeat ourselves to peasants like you." Irene comes to stand next to the prince and wraps her hand possessively around his arm.

The prince moves away from her touch and advances towards me. "What is your name?'

Irene's jaw drops but then hides it with a scoff. "Why do you care what her name is, Taehyung? Call her a slave just like I do with my servant."

My jaw clenches as I narrow my eyes in anger at her.

She sees my reaction and lifts an eyebrow. "What? Did I offend you?"

"His name is Hoseok." I say through gritted teeth.

She waves me off. "I do not care about his name. He is a slave who I will drink from until he is completely drained of his blood, and when I am through with him, he won't be remembered. I'll throw him away just like the others."

"That is enough, Irene." Taehyung turns to face Irene and motions her to the door. "It's about time you left. You have overstayed our welcome."

"But..."

"Close the door on your way out." He turns back to me and motions to one of the couches. "Please. Have a seat."

Irene glares at me for a few seconds, then leaves quietly and accordingly.

"Maybe this is time, I might be able to get your name." The prince asks as he takes a seat.

I slowly make my way over and sit on the other end of the couch. "My name is y/n." I say.

He nods and smiles softly. "It is nice to meet you, y/n."

I couldn't say the same. So, I just nod.

"I apologise for Jimin's behaviour. If I had known about his visit, I would have met with him outside the palace but unfortunately, he is an unpredictable sort."

I nod again because I am unsure of what else to say.

"I am sure it has been a long day for you. How are you feeling?"

What?

I frown. "Excuse me?"

"How are you feeling?" He repeats.

I restrain myself from rolling my eyes at his ridiculous question. Does he not understand anything? Does he not understand what I am going through?

I look away from his gaze and shake my head. "What kind of question is that?"

A long pause follows until the prince speaks again. "Have I upset you?"