"There is a button behind this," Vante said as he placed a small necklace around her neck making Rosaliá touch it, "that would send distress signals to me if you need me.""Don't do anything rash. If you need me, press it. I will be there in a jiffy." He said holding her shoulders as they stood in the corridor that led to the ball room.
It was essentially a need for Rosaliá to have back up because of how grand the ball was. It was the infamous Grand Ball organised by the young Prince of South Korea, commemorating the success of a year and celebrating the coming of the Princess's twentieth birthday.
With the amount of guests that were expected, one small mistake in the security would create havoc for the royal society. The winter castle was heavily guarded as incoming vehicles were being checked and guests were being safely escorted by chaperones.
"Keep your eyes around everything and if you feel something weird, do me a favour and do not!," the male stressed, "do not go after it yourself."
"We have managed worse." She said defiantly making Taehyung sigh.
"We don't know if that's the end of the worse, Rosa. I do not want to put you in danger, knowingly or unknowingly." He gulped.
"Fine." She sighed.
"No going on expedition alone, send distress signals when in anomaly. Got it." She said nodding at him.
"Copy that." Taehyung said as he smiled after.
The sound of footsteps behind them made the two turn to see the German Prince walking down the hallway with the Prince of South Korea and the Danish Advisor in tow.
"You guys ready?" Yoongi asked as he kept a hand, each on the two of them.
"Yeah. Just giving the newbie here tips to not die." Taehyung said, wincing next when he got his toe stubbed by Rosaliá's heel.
"Damn woman. I was just kidding!" He exclaimed.
The look of apology on the elder Prince's face made Rosaliá give him a polite bow as she found him nodding at her. She could see how he was fighting the urge to talk to her when she found Vante glaring at him.
Elbowing his side, Rosaliá warned him not to do that when he just plain shrugged at her.
"Let's go then." Yoongi said as he motioned for the royals to proceed.
"I will be taking another entrance." Rosaliá said making Jungkook frown as he shook his head slightly before taking a hold on her wrist.
"You are going to enter the ball with me, as my date." He said making Rosaliá glance at Vante who was piercing his dark gaze at the Hanguk Prince like he wanted to kill him.
"That would not be proper, your Grace." She said trying to gently pry his hands off of her but as if the Korean Monarch ever listened.
"I don't understand." He refused.
"You and I together would attract too much attention. And I need to be on standby and make sure that I stay completely hidden in the crowd. That would make it easier for me to spot any abnormality." She said making his grip loosen.
"And it's Insu's birthday. She needs her brother to be her date for the night. You have a much abler accompaniment, your highness. More beautiful, too." She said smiling at him lightly.
His eyes softening at what she said, Jungkook sighed a happy smile as he nodded at her and let her go. His hand going up to her head, he pulled her in and kissed it before letting her go.
"If it weren't for the ball and Insu loving you," Taehyung spoke as they watched Rosaliá walking away to the other entrance, "I would have fucked up your face by punching you hard."

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FanfictionRoyalty. Regality. Riches in virtue and vigour. They fought for the right. Embarking on a journey where young Princes gamble with life, love and truth. BTS FF. Royal AU. ♛ ©𝘗𝘋𝘎.