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15. 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋

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Myrah pov:

I stood calmly, staying for Tae to arrive. Was I being too strenuous? Let my outrage blether upon? I thought I cared for him... storming my views away, he came like a fresh breeze. Taehyung came near me as I foresaw the worst. He can prefer to go against me. Will he?

Tae came near me and kneeled in front of me, "We submit to the Queen, but please stay here for this night, since it's not secure for you, Your Majesty."

I was subtly surprised and exceptionally glad, that is until I met his eyes that held despair and vexation. A strong glaze of fire snapped in his eyes. This fire can't be brought down, he may do something, my impulses cried.

That night, flew serenely for all others, except for me who was being washed with dread.

Jimin POV

My heart drummed steadily, yet there was this resentment as if something was troubled. Is something upsetting my love? She left for the coast before I docked at the palace. Do I feel covetous, since she cares about people more than me or should I be delighted that she puts my subjects before hers? Regardless, I should reach out to her.

Namjoon entered my room and bowed, "Your Highness, I obtained a letter that the Queen is on her way back."

"I still want to go to her. Namjoon, prepare for my ride." my impatience might be a little shameless. Though, who has the guts to find the King shameless?

"Your Majesty! Wait! Heretofore you go, please look at this." Namjoon had a letter in his hands,

"Later, Joon."

"Majesty!" Namjoon called. This must be something critical, I reckoned and opened the missive and read it.

Dear Myrah,

How is your health? You do know that I would do anything to envision your contentment and your protection. I heard about the happenings in the palace, and I can keep you unassailable, not him. Send me a letter back, I will fly to you, and cut any throats to hold your hand.

Your Love,

Jin

That motherfucker! I mashed the letter as Namjoon spoke, "I got this letter from my strings, Your Majesty. The Queen hasn't seen this letter, and she hasn't spoken to him ever since the day of the feast. Your Majesty, beware. Prince Jin may woo-"

I marched out of the room. I was mad, extremely.

The sweeping gates of my chateau opened up to My Queen. Her face held a majestic smile as she walked toward me with quick steps, her gaze on the floor instilled, she came near me and swept me from the ground.

I flew to cloud nine, her happiness is my happiness. I decided to keep the letter for later and hugged her figure that stood in front of me, as she stood stunned.

"Jimin! Everyone is watching," she urged as I clutched her tightly.

"I missed you," I mumbled and placed my head on her shoulders, sniffing her light jasmine scent as she circled her arms around me fully and let her loose in my arms.

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"Who is he?" I asked slowly, as I drew my fingers on her delicate skin, running circles and designs on her arm, as we lay, spread upon the soft mattress with Myrah beneath me as I lay with one hand supporting my neck, I lay fronting her.

"He who?" Myrah asked as she turned to meet my face.

"Jin?" I asked her back as she brought her hands around my neck.

"Prince of Qin?" she asked as I shook, she brought herself close to my chest. "Why?" I heard her muffled noise vibrating on my skin, "You acquired a letter from him, Myrah. Do you know him?" I asked gently.

"No... Uhmm!" she blubbered in my closed grip and laid flat on the bed. "What does he want?" she asked in annoyance,

"He wants you," I uttered each term severely as I pushed her back and hovered over her body.

"You don't trust me?" she asked rather angrily.

"No, it is not-"

"No, you don't trust me," she resumed my sentence and looked away from my view. What? How do I comfort her?

As I was contemplating things, she grabbed my chin and faced me again, "Look Jimin. I am your Queen. Don't you dare think like this nor about any woman. I will plague you to death," she warned as I chuckled, "Wow," tracing my fingers on her face, I brought my lips to hers and kissed her lips softly.

As I nibbled on her lips, she tried to push me away, but soon thawed into my lips. And once I left hers, I watched her breathing heavily underneath, but within a few seconds she capsized me over, with her legs on either side of my waist, she bent near, her gaze coldly at me. "Seek for my forgiveness." and left.

She is crazy, I never seem to understand her with all her mood shifts. There is always something fresh about her.

Myrah Pov:

I rolled my eyes as I fisted my hands and punched the wall dramatically. "Ouch," I cried.

Why am I angry? I chided myself as I rubbed my knuckles and soon found myself touching my lips. I better bang my head on the wall.

As I turned to my quarters, I saw Yoongi seated on the desolate huge lawns. I strolled towards him in a hush, as the darkness cast a shadow upon the kingdom, his figurine shone under the moon. I grasped my gold blade and lifted my hands to strike at him but was dumbfounded when I found him weeping.

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