Ruling With You | Jenlisa [COMPLETED]

Chapter 1

"Princess, we need to leave immediately."

Jennie looked up from her notebook, frowning at her bodyguard, who was stood at the edge of her desk, one hand unbuttoning the fitted suit jacket and resting on the gun holstered at her hip. Eyes widening slightly behind the lenses of her glasses, Jennie scrambled to gather up her papers and notebooks, shoving them in her bag and climbing to her feet. The other students in the library didn't give her a second look as her bodyguard grabbed her by the elbow and dragged her out of the building, casting a wary look around at all of the other students.

"Chaeyoung, what's wrong?" Jennie asked, stumbling as she tried to keep up with the relentless pace that her bodyguard set.

"I'm not sure, princess. I have orders to return you to the palace as soon as possible," Chaeyoung said, her eyes darting back and forth as she made for the inconspicuous black car parked on the sidewalk. It would've been illegal for anyone else, but being the princess of Korea afforded Jennie some privileges and in this case, Chaeyoung was grateful at the closeness of the car. She opened the back door for Jennie, pushing her head down so that Jennie was forced to duck as she was bundled into the back of the car.

Safe behind the bulletproof glass and armoured car, Jennie buckled her seatbelt as Chaeyoung quickly got into the driver's seat and had them speeding out of the university with a loud screech as the wheels fought for grip. Tearing down the street, Chaeyoung merged into traffic, weaving in and out of cars at an alarming speed that had Jennie holding onto the door handle to brace herself for the abrupt movements. Jennie rarely went to the palace - it wasn't her home - and she was confused as to why she had been disturbed from her studies to go and visit her grandfather. She really only ever saw him for official national business to do with Korea, which usually came around at holiday's or memorial services. Today, it was neither of those, and she had gone to campus to meet her supervisor and work on her doctorate.

The trip to the palace was quick with the speed that Chaeyoung drove, and Chaeyoung spoke into her earpiece as they approached the side gates, which opened to let them into the western courtyard. Pulling up outside the side doors of the squat, sprawling yellow stoned palace, Chaeyoung turned the engine off and climbed out, telling Jennie to stay put until she let her out. Patiently waiting in the back, Jennie watched as Chaeyoung rounded the car and opened the door for her, sheltering her as best as she could with her short stature. One hand on Jennie's back, Chaeyoung propelled her up the few steps and in through the huge front doors, which had been pulled open to expose the lavishly decorated entryway. As Jennie looked back over her shoulder, she could see a dozen camera flashes outside the front gates, and what looked to be a dozen more reporters with them, and knew that there would be many more outside the front gates. Ignoring them, she turned back around, the doors shutting behind her as she walked along the red carpet rolled down the corridor. Everything was decorated in white gilded with gold, and dark wood, and the colours of the Famiy Crest were everywhere.

Making her way to the end of the hall, Jennie turned to the left, bypassing the staircase as she made for the throne room, where two guards in red uniforms nodded respectfully as they opened the doors for her as she approached. She walked inside, stopping when she saw a few people in a cluster, and blinked in surprise. Jisoo was already here, along with Sandara, and they were deep in conversation with the Prime Minister, Krystal Jung, and Jennie's aunt, Jessica. Her grandfather was nowhere to be seen, and Jennie paused at the look of concern on everyone's faces. Everyone fell silent as she slowly walked closer, a furrow forming between her eyebrows as she watched them all dip into curtsies.