THE COMBATANT||KTH

CHAPTER 11 (PART II)

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“Jimin!” both Taehyung and Naaila yelled his name simultaneously. They looked at each other with a surprised expression and broke into a fit of laughter. Jimin approached them with a large smile on his face, his little crooked teeth in full display.

“Well, well, what do we have here?” He spoke in a playful tone and gave taehyung a brotherly hug.

“We were returning from the garden after a small talk.” naaila says and hooks her arm with jimin’s.

“Great, does your back still hurt?” he asked and she nodded her head.

“It's going to take some time to heal. And you guys know each other already?” she glances at taehyung and now it's his turn to speak.

“Yes, he and I get along pretty well.” he chimed and the siblings giggled.

“Yeah, and I forgot to tell you. King jeon wants everyone of us to be present for dinner. Get ready and be there.” He says and they nod their heads.

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Naaila enters the dining hall and takes her bows in front of the royals of buranda and gives a small smile to hoseok. The head chair was empty for the king who hasn't arrived yet. A few elegantly dressed ladies and a few gentle men occupy their chairs. She spots Alana seated opposite to hoseok conversing with some ladies on her side.

Hoseok motions her to take a seat beside her and she trudges towards him. She was in a black and grey robe, with her hair braided loosely on her back. Her lips were in a shade of light red and her eyes were lined with kohl. She takes her seat beside him and he places a soft kiss on her temple.

“How are you feeling?” he asks and she nods with a small smile. She pours herself a glass of water and slowly sips it to satisfy her parched throat. She glances around the table and spots Alana. She sends her a warm smile and Alana returns it back. The table was slowly filling with all the important guests.

The door opens and this time she finds a laughing jimin with his messy brown hair and white robe. The borders were lined with a shade of gold. His trousers were white and he had brown shoes on him. He looked amazing. When the door further opened, Taehyung and Yoongi walked side by side, three of them laughing about something. Taehyung was in a black robe which has shiny golden imprints on it. His black silky trousers were tucked into his long boots. His hair was pulled back and was tied up into a small man bun with tufts of his thick hair falling onto his forehead. A black earring rested on his left ear. He looked manly and huge in the outfit he was wearing. Naaila was unconsciously staring at him, drinking in his details. To be accurate, she was checking him out.

Her gaze then travelled to min yoongi who was in red silk robes.his hair was perfectly combed back into a pony and his lower hair was left free. He was wearing black trousers and thick boots. He screamed perfection in all the angles. Typical min yoongi. She smiled to herself. They greeted the elders and took their seats.

Taehyung is opposite to naaila and yoongi on his left. On taehyung’s right was alana. Jimin occupied the chair beside her. Naaila was seated between Hoseok and jimin. She sent taehyung and yoongi her greetings and when she was about to turn to jimin, the guard’s voice echoed in the dining hall.

“The king is here.” he affirmed and everyone stopped what they were doing and stood in their places. An old man probably in his sixties entered the hall with a few men trailing behind him. Everyone bowed in front of him and he smiled taking in his surroundings. He motioned everyone to take their seats and he settled down.

“Thank You ladies and gentlemen, for coming here.” he started speaking. After a fee minutes, a fluttering sound was heard in the silent hall which distracted everyone from the king’s words. The king himself glanced in the direction of the sound.

A white bird made its way from the large window into the hall. Its feathers fell all over the path it flew. When the bird started coming nearer, everyone gasped because it was not just a normal bird with white feathers, its body was drenched in blood. Drops of blood fell along with the feathers. It flew with great difficulty and made weak noises.

The bird made its way into the hall and it surprisingly approached naaila. Naaila’s eyes widened when the bird landed on her forearm which was on the armrest of the chair. She brought another hand to grip the bird which was almost dying but before she acted, the bird fell to the ground with a small thud.

The guards came forward to pick the bird up but she raised her hand and stopped them. She got up from her chair and crouched down. She took the dying creature into her hands. It was breathing slowly.

“It has brought you a message.” jimin said and naaila nodded. Naaila ran her fingers through the crown of its head and the bird slowly closed its eyes. The movements stopped and the bird died. She opened the small container on the bird’s leg and removed a neatly rolled paper from it. She gave the bird to one of the guards and held the note.
Her gut was twisting and turning in a weird way. Something about this note felt wrong. She didn't show it but inside, she was trembling. She stood on her feet and slowly rolled it open.

You were feisty last night and I loved seeing you slice my dogs. Ask your dear men to protect you for as long as I let them. Because, once I tear down the walls, no one can stop me and you will be mine, my dear. convey my regards to prince jeon. Oops, he was badly hurt.
With love,
Dwade.