Our Kingdom - Namjin Yoonmin Taekook

Ch. Thirty Two

The King never liked Jungkook much. But knowing he allowed Jimin to enter the room without even asking was making him hate the young dragon. Of course, it's not his fault. The servant didn't look threatening.

- If you came here looking for an apology, forget it. I'm tired of talking and I won't waste my words with you.

Jimin ignored him and walked up to the end of the bed. From there he forced himself to look up, where the head was hanging on the wall.

- All this years and you never knew what we were. No wonder, Yoonie is just like you. You never saw my mother's Omega. It was even more beautiful than mine.

- That's for sure. She must have been a better wolf than you ever will be

- Who said we are wolves?

The King's eyes go wide as the Chimera shifts in front of him. On top of the bed, with his paws on the old man's chest, Jimin stared at the King. He waited so long to see him scared. If his words weren't stuck in his throat, the other would scream. However, just a few seconds later, Jimin went back to his human form, showing him a satisfied smile.

- You know, I only show this to my friends...and to those who are about to die

- To die in the hands of a Chimera sounds like a way to go with dignity

- Yes...too bad you don't have any

- Excuse me?

- I showed you because Tae is always right when he reads the stars. You'll die today. And you know what? My mother had me. But you? You'll die alone.

Seeing him walk away, the King wanted to laugh. That boy wasn't gonna last long out there. The following day the King should've been ready to leave the bed and take care of him. But that was not what happened. Not even an hour later when someone else came in the room. Finally, after waiting for him all day, Hoseok arrived.

- Son! Thank God you're finally here! I've been waiting for you since the morning! I know we should catch up, but first of all, you have to stay away from Park. It's hard to explain, but he's actually a Chi-

- You must really be dying if Jimin showed you that

The King couldn't talk. There was no care in Hoseok's words. His favorite son. The only one he cared to raise and love. Sure, at first he did it to annoy the Queen but at the end he couldn't help to feel attached.

- You know, father...I remember how little you cared about me and my mother at first. Your wife was the only one that liked us. Maybe because we all hated you. Back then, the Queen used to have an obsession with the guillotine. And I know you weren't a fan of that. Or of her bringing Jimin here.

- Should I remind you it was her who sent your mother to her death? Because you don't seem to remember that part.

- Oh, I remember father. How much wine did you give the Queen that night to convince her to send my mother to the guillotine? A bottle? Maybe two?

- Y-You saw that?

- Make a dumb question, get a dumb answer.

- ...You are good pretending. I believed for so long you were a good son. But guess what? You screwed up. You think you'll get anything from me after this?

- Tae told me this was your last day on earth

- Again with that?

- And you think I won't get anything from this. But that's because you can't see what I see right now. - He walks closer to him - You're crying, father. You'll die knowing the only son that doesn't hate you is Yoongi...and that's just because he couldn't care less about you. I have to go take care of some things. You can just...die

Without waiting for an answer, Hoseok walked out. The King touched his face to realize tears were actually falling from his eyes. The last time that happened was when Jimin's mother died. He refused to let more of his emotions out and cleaning the tears, he tried to sleep. But he couldn't. Not only because his thoughts were hunting him, but because he received one last visit.

- Hi, Sir

- Namjoon? I'm not in the mood for politics right now

- I see, I can come back later. Or tomorrow.

- Actually...I have a few orders. First, serve me a drink. Anything with alcohol

- Yes, Sir

- Second, I want servant Jimin's head. My Omega sons, engage them and send them away.

- Seems like your sons got you in a bad mood - He served some wine in the other side of the room - I'll do what you tell me anyway

- Good. And Hoseok...send him away as well

Namjoon stoped his movements. Without turning back to the King he made sure he heard correctly.

- Hoseok, Sir?

- I never trusted anyone in this castle. I made the mistake to make an exception.

The King saw Namjoon's back and he didn't seem to move for a moment. Then, it almost looked like the counselor was taking a sip of his glass of wine. But immediately, he turned back to the King with a smile. Namjoon walked back up to him and the old man took his drink. It wasn't much longer when he felt a pain in his throat. He started to run out of air.

No matter how hard he tried, words didn't come out. Only a cough that left the other know something is wrong. But Namjoon didn't help him. He stared at the King and sat by his side. The pain in his throat took over his chest, his stomach, his legs. Every part of his body was suffering. And his counselor had his green eyes staring at him.

- I always wanted to ask you other things before doing this. I wanted to know my real surname. The one you stole from me. I wanted to know what I was. But thanks to you... it's all lost. I'll live my whole life without knowing my real identity, my culture, my heritage. But you King...you won't live at all. Don't worry, I'll make sure your favorite son takes over, and he'll fix everything you destroyed. So...goodbye your majesty...and go to hell

He left, leaving the King dying, betrayed and staring at the eyes of a dead Chimera on his wall. One last thought crossed his head before his heartbeat stopped. Where her eyes blue as well? Did he leave those beautiful eyes behind...just to end up dying this way? It was too late for him to call Taehyung and tell him...he did regret one thing.

Next Chapter

Thank God he can't shift, he looks like he wants to kill me!

If anyone can do it, that's you Jin

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I only slept five hours and I wanna take a nap but here it is! Well...you tried. It wasn't an easy guess! Namjoon's story is mostly secret yet so it's okay!

Next we go back to the present day! And it's with our lovely Yoongi~ After that, comes the final part 😱

See you soon!

- Baby Y

P.S: Poor Kookie 😭 I hope he can recover soon. Even if I wanted to see him at the Grammys I still want them to stay healthy first of all ❤️💜