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"I feel like I need to abduct my princess right now, this is the chance." Abdul pushes his friend on his chest, slightly backing him off to enter inside Yn's room.
"Not right now, let's wait a little more?" The anonymous man retorts and Abdul grits his teeth.
"What for?" He asks tilting his head as he desperately takes a peak at what was lying behind the doors shut close and vision blocked by his friend's tall figure.
"What if she actually falls in love? Won't it be easier for us to nobble her that way? And from what I see we're pretty close to just that, trust me." The man places a hand on Abdul's shoulder. "You don't have any gadgets right now on your hands, it's all with her." He points behind him. "So think before you act, anything can backfire."
"You're right I mean. But I can at least see her, that's happening right now. I still have the magic powers." Abdul asserts as he pushes the taller man away and scurries towards the door. "Time's paused, right?"
"Of course." He chuckles. "Professionalism?" He palms a hand on the door to push it open.
"Double checking."
The men enter the room and Abdul's eyes land straight on your frame, hidden under the soft white duvet which also preserved your face from him.
"Fuck I haven't seen my girl in years." Slowly Abdul walks towards you, kneeling down beside the edge of the bed as his lips emit a sigh. "My pretty baby."
He says before finally lifting the veil from your face, his eyes feel droopy as he takes a look at your appearance- now fully matured and grown into a woman.
"Holy shit.." he mutters as his brows furrow, cupping your cheek with one hand as he leans in closer to you, examining your features top to bottom, right to left as his breathing picks up pace. "Is this my Yn?" His lips curl up into a shocked grin, soon tugging under his top teeth as he chuckles.
He shakes his head in disbelief at what he was seeing in front of his eyes, heck he could pass out from the radiance your face sent forth. "What am I seeing?" He mutters as he leans in closer to you, slowly grazing his lips on your chin.
"You're celestial." He sighs and caresses your neck, brushing his nose with yours and smiling darkly. "Gotta fuck her."
"Taehyung.." His mate speaks, placing his hand on Abdul's shoulder to slightly pull him away from you.
"If it wasn't for that fucking guardian of yours I would have taken your virginity right here and now, who could've stopped me." He grinds his teeth as he pushes away from you and stands up. "But no risks."
"I think you should get going, you can't pause time forever." His friend speaks, gazing at you from underneath his lashes as he sighs, your form lying there in front uninvolved and nonchalant- calm, composed and relaxed, but Abdul was soon gonna take all this away from you, he thinks.
"Taehyung." He starts. "Don't mind but, out of all the girls in the world, why your own sister?"
"Stop right there before I snap your neck."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry.." he sighs and looks at you with pity. Yes, maybe Abdul, or better, Taehyung wasn't related by blood with you, but he could have gone a little kind on you- as a friend if not as a brother.
"It was not a choice of mine to be adopted by her father." He says. "I was already a part of the training unit, I don't think I needed his help for I could have fought battles on my own." He chuckles and gives his head a tilt.
"You were just 16 Tae. And she was what, 6?"
"And that's impressive isn't it? A kid so young, yet capable of ruling a kingdom. Someone who was the leading soldier of so many successful wars. A successful slave trader at 16. I knew business, man. But of course I couldn't get Yn's father's throne without being his 'son' so." He sits on the bed's foot as he caresses your legs beneath the sheets.
"So why did you go after Yn? You could've won the throne without marrying her."
"That's because that stupid moron- Namjoon always managed to win Kabir's heart at everything. And on top of that he had the advantage of being one of his oldest adopted sons. He entered the palace before I did. The only way to get the throne was if Yn says so herself, and ultimately that could only happen if I was to become her life partner."
"So why did you get all these magic powers? You could've tried to win Yn's heart too you know, like-"
"Good question." He cackles. "I was never treated the same way as the other 5. Do you understand the pain?" Taehyung's voice suddenly grows colder and darker, a glint of sorrow floating in his words.
"The only fucking reason I got inside that palace was because of my skills. They wanted to use them for their own selfish reasons." He cries. "And they wanted to use Yn's beauty in an advantageous marriage as well, even her own father had little say in this, thanks to his amazing ministers. No one wanted her for me." He runs a hand through his hair.
"And if I wasn't the possessor of such battlefield intelligence, they would have stabbed my chest with a golden sword just like they did to my parents and siblings- but I wasn't useless enough to get away." He rubs his finger on his inner eye corner, possibly to wipe away a tear.
"And I get it that Kabir tried to include me, but there were more people who didn't, the 5 'real' sons being the first ones to do just that. Isn't it heart breaking to see the people you grew up with turn their back to you for some stupid hierarchy?"
"I understand."
"Nobody really cared when I announced I'll be going away on a tour to the south of the kingdom, but oh well." The tone of indigence erases soon and his usual dark and simply intimidating voice comes back. "Little did they know I was bringing together their own termination. If they had shown a bit more care, maybe they wouldn't be dead today." He laughs through a twisted lope sided grin.
"I still remember, the day I saw Yn for the first time, I was being introduced to the King's family at that time. Such a marvellous sight. They could've understood my love for her, and should have cooperated, but to them I was nothing more than a servant whom they expected to stay muddy under their feet." He says with an emotionless voice.
"Who was I to ask for Yn's hand in marriage, right?" He laughs ironically. "They wanted me to marry soon so that Yn couldn't get a chance with me." Given the fact Taehyung was the most good looking out of the whole kingdom, it was expected for Yn to soon fall for him, as many people predicted and gossiped everyday.
"Sure, there was an age gap, but the king himself was 24 years older than the queen. We were only 9 or 10 years apart. Wasn't he cruel to be ready to execute a minor? But I guess that's how monarchy works."
"I understand Abdul, or should I just continue to call you Taehyung. But I'm already tired today. Let's talk tomorrow, yeah?"
He gazes at the cruel man scanning the area with his eyes, starting from the side tables to the almirahs to the vanity, everywhere until he finally locked eyes with his partner again, nodding as he gives you one final look and steps out of the room, soon disappearing into the dunes of sand outside your castle.
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Sorry Taehyung stans lmao, will Yn end up with him? Or will Jungkook rescue her out of his radar before that happens?
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