J.WINTOUR || 박지민 || BangtanBoys || Royal Series || AU ⚜ [EDITING]

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A week passed by and so far... I felt a little relaxed after weeks of these 'trial' monarchical obligations. I must admit that it was indeed tough to be in any of my royal friends' shoes. I used to think that these matters are not as drastic as how they described them. I even assumed that they just 'complain too much'. But now that I have experienced it, I feel nothing but ultimate respect for them.

Versailles, as usual appeared so beautiful and solemn. I've got time to think and be alone for a while. Contemplate without being watched by those fvcking councils... or being constantly asked if I need something by assistants who can't just leave me alone.

I stared at my phone which was neatly placed beside my teacup. I've got free time from today until this weekend and it's still early...

Martina.

I've got time to see her.

She's probably at school now but it won't hurt to see her and spend a few days at the chateau.

I really miss her.

After the arrogation, I only spent a few hours with her and she was immediately escorted back to our chateau. Avalanche was really annoyed at the council and gave them a few vile yet subtle insults which I'm sure hit them so bad.

That fvcking prince was sarcastic the whole time. If I wasn't around to control him, he would've declared war against my country simply he didn't want the way our protocols treat Martina. He even boldly muttered on his way to his royal private jet that I don't need to marry a royal because France is an unassailable country. My advisor was so uncomfortable as well as my grandfather, the grand Duke of Yorkshire, who is now appointed one of the head royal councils. Just recalling that incident truly stresses me out.

Of course no one can complain to the Russian royals.

They wouldn't dare.

I chuckled at the thought...

Geez.

I looked on the other side of my table and found my vape.

I need to relax.

I seriously need to...

Then I reached for my phone and called Laura, the one appointed to look after my baby girl.

I was told that she is indeed at school.