Tʜᴇ Bʟᴀᴄᴋ Pʀɪɴᴄᴇ (ʙᴛs 𝑓𝑓)

CHAPTER 18

THE LORD

              Bogum dragged me upstairs and into a hall, the hall is pretty massive with huge pillars holding ceiling which is pretty much decorative with ancient arts and paintings of angels but everything is so rusty and dark, covered in spider webs, the thing making things visible is a candelabra placed in every corner, dismantled figures of mother Mary all around and Jesus on a crucifix in the center but all dark in colour, so many pews, it's an abandoned church or more like an iconoclasmic one.

Min Yoongi wearing all black and red cloak standing in the center of the church hall with a black stone in his hands, the stone of darkness, conversing with the two vampires standing beside him, both of them are tall with black hair and black leather outfits with cross earings, ironic. "I need to make amends, the last time I used this pebble it took a toll on me as well. Can't let the history repeat."

Bogum was clutching my arms with death grip making it stung a lot that I winced in pain. He killed my parents, in no time I am left with nothing, till yesterday we were happy, and now I don't know what to even feel.. sadness, confusion, rage, or listen to the enraging voice chanting in my head to kill those who killed them, I wiped off my tears.

"My Lord, here is what you asked me to bring." Bogum said, bowing his head towards "The Lord's" direction and unknowingly I snorted, Yoongi's eyes drifted from the stone to me, he glanced with raised brows.

"I can understand your pain, Princess" Yoongi said and clicked his tongue, "I would have said that if I felt any."

The two vampires standing beside him chuckled a bit, I stood there in silence with gritted teeths.

"Oh boy! We shouldn't make the Prince angry remembering what he did in the past." He said mockingly with a smirk, "But the real question is..does he remember the past himself or shall I do the honours?"

I tilted my head, frowned but remained silent.

"Aww Tae, Poor Tae! Jungkook didn't tell you anything, did he?" Yoongi continued while raising his brow at me, my eyes narrowed.

"Oh! He didn't tell you how you ripped his heart out and killed him..Or realising your mistake how you cried like a fucking bitch when he just lied there lifeless? I have to say what an emotional moment it was." He said sarcastically, faking surprise while wipping his fake tears.

An image of me in silver hair and black leather outfit holding the sword in my hands which is piercing right through Jungkook's heart and ripping his chest in two halves passed through my mind. I shake my head back and forth to clear the image off my mind and gasped.

The last dream I had quite had an impact on me considering how terrifying it was, well shouldn't call it a dream it was more like a nightmare. It quite felt real or should I say it was real seeing Baekhyun as human and telling him that I killed someone, not just anyone but Jungkook, and now Yoongi confirming that I did killed him in the past but if I did killed him then how is he still alive? Or did I missed something here. All these dreams always had something to do with Jungkook. So, Does he and I have a past together?

"Hmm...seems like the Prince ain't in the mood, well that's alright with me." Yoongi said nonchalantly drifting his eyes back to the stone in his hands.

"It can't be! If you are saying I killed him then how is he alive, yet?" I asked with narrowed eyes.

"Touché, perhaps I'm afraid I don't have the answer for that either, Princess." Yoongi replied while nodding as in understanding something.

"Alright, how come you and Jungkook are brothers?" I finally let out coming out of my confused state. Yoongi looked back at me and smirked.

"I would suggest you should better go ask our father that question." He said chuckling softly, "Oops! He is laying six feet under to answer your question though."

"Mr. Jeon?" I asked, He snorted. But Mr. Jeon is pretty much alive, right? Or he and Jungkook are ghost? Ghost Gosh the fuck am I saying! Or just maybe..it can be true.

"Surely you could but I am sure Mr. Jeon doesn't have an answer for that himself as he is not even our father to begin with." He said.

"I don't-I don't understand! You call him your brother and Mr. Jeon-he-" he cut me off and added.

"Yeah yeah yeah Jungkook did pulled it off very well I have to give him that but mark my words sweetheart Mr. Jeon is not our father, hell I don't even know who Mr. Jeon is gosh!"

"Who is your father then??" I asked quite annoyed.

"The majesty Namkoong Min." He said sarcastically while gritting his fangs and added, "That bastard"

"Majesty you said!?" I asked, my eyes widened, That means Jungkook and him were prince!

"Yes, he was the king afterall," he said and snorted "That fucker fell in love with my mother and got married with her but later when he found out that my mother was actually a witch, he killed her right in front of me and remarried some human the other day, as if killing my mother meant absolutely nothing to him. Treated me like dirt, said I can't have the kingdom since I have the blood of a witch in me." He said laughing psychopathically at the end. So, Jungkook and him are step-brothers.

"I can understand what you went through is a lot but-but that doesn't mean you can go and kill everyone just because your father killed your mother!" I said with rage and sympathy at the same time. "And what Jungkook had anything to do with all of this?"

"He had EVERYTHING I DESIRED! the kingdom, the love of my father and you. He had everything I deserved but couldn't have. Ofcourse afterall the perfect royal blood bitch he was. However, I would have given up everything for you, even the kingdom, could have given you all the love you desired yet you went and choose my brother instead." His eyes turning dark crimson red and fangs elongating, "It's been so long time now, I have even forgotten what love even felt like."

"When I saw you back after all these years I thought maybe, just maybe I could feel that cheerful feeling again but all I felt was zilch! Just this enraging feeling to snap your head with my fingers and devour the taste of your flesh in my fangs and your blood in an obsidian." He continued with a blank face until he began laughing like a maniac again, "Maybe what they say is true, I have become a monster."

I shook my head in disbelief, he loved me? If this is what they call love then what's madness!

"What will you get from all of this?"

"Peace, I suppose." He said and stopped laughing returning to the blank face. "Enough of with the chit chat, I should make the arrangements, have an audience to entertain, till then make sure he doesn't escape."

He said leaving the Church hall, leaving me with the three vampires.

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