A crown or this? | minsung

🌙calming sun

.a month previously.

Jisung had made it to the castle with Nira by his side, she was still getting used to the cold and how she needed to dress now. She entered the walls that she has never seen before. Jisung on the contrary, remembered every inch of the castle he had been in.

They walked in halls and made it past the guards that had recognized him.

He stopped when he heard a door open.

"Jisung...?" a soft voice came to his ear, he knew it. He turned around and never felt more relieved.

"Hyunjin." He didn't waste a second before embracing him in a hug, a long and warm one.

"I-I heard what happened and I thought you were gone...fuck..." he cried on his shoulder and so did Jisung.

"I lost him. I lost him Hyunjin" he cried and held onto his shirt.

"He was a good man...he did not deserve this"

They held each other for a while more before separating again.

"Where is Felix?"

"Oh...he got the news this morning...he's been crying in Minho's old room for hours..."

They both looked at each other and jisung moved his gaze to Nira.

"Can you take care of her for a couple of minutes? I'll go speak to him..."

"Of course" he bent down and looked at Nira. "Ever heard of making a snowman?"

She shook her head and took his hand. Jisung walked to Minho's old chambers and stopped at the door. Memories flooded back and he pushed them away, he wanted to forget so badly.

He walked inside the room and could hear cries. It was like watching a mirror. So much pain, he could feel it across the room.

Felix was on the bed, drenching old letters they had sent each other with tears and sorrow.

He turned and looked at Jisung walking in, who had also started to cry. He made it to the bed and stopped in front of Felix, he had never shown emotions in front of him, but he couldn't stop sobbing.

"I'm so sorry Felix...I couldn't save him." He cried and lowered his head. "I would give my life if it meant that he could live, but I can't, I fucking can't."

Felix looked at him and pulled him on the bed. He hugged him, embraced him.

"I could never blame you for this..." Felix said in a broken voice. "I'm going to miss him" he cried.

They held each other for the first time and shared this pain, this burden. They had put aside all anger against each other, because loss and regret is stronger then anger.

"I never got a proper goodbye..." jisung said and kept his head low. "There was so much I had to say to him, so much I had to explain...so many more times I wanted to say that I loved him."

"I wish I could have seen him one last time too...but now we'll never get to"

<3

.one month later.

The prince stepped into a carriage and Minho was placed in front of him while they rode in the city. He had not even seen it yet, he had been stuck in that cell for weeks. The guards that almost killed him thought it would be funny to toss him in a country that would kill him if they knew his identity.

He had lived, only by mere chance.

And now he was in a luxurious carriage with the prince of another land, how ironic.

"Here" he handed Minho a plate of food and he just watched it on his lap. He had not eaten in two days. "Eat...you look hungry" chan said calmly and looked out the window.

Minho ate calmly and hesitantly.

"It's not poisoned if that's what you're thinking. When we get to the castle I'll let you bathe in the royal baths and let you rest in your own chamber"

Minho looked his way, confused.

"The king forced me to get a slave even if I refused since I was twelve...so here we are" he sighed and laid his head on the palm of his hand.

"Why me?" Minho finally spoke and Chan was taken aback, watching his eyes travel on him, confused.

"On the reports of the shop, it said that you had been there the longest...figured you'd want some fresh air" Chan didn't take his eyes off Minho, who was holding onto his necklace, it was a silver moon.

Minho hummed.

"Well, tell me your name"

"Snow..." he said with such a broken tonality.

"What's your story then Snow, this is a long ride"

Minho looked outside and sighed.

"I am nobody."

"Everyone is somebody...and as soon as I'm prince, there won't be a single slave in the city"

He saw himself in him. His old self.

The carriage then stopped and Chan looked around confused.

"We aren't supposed to stop here." He said and grabbed the knife that was on his side.

The door then swung opened and a man with a mask tried to stab the prince, who didn't have the time to react. Minho then hit the masked man and disarmed him, taking his sword and kicking him away from the carriage.

Chan was going to get up, but Minho pushed him back down.

"Stay here." He said sternly and went out to take all of them down. He didn't kill a single one, instead he knocked them all out single handedly. Once they had all been hit, Minho dropped the sword and went back in the carriage. 

He sat back down as if nothing had happened and chan stared at him.

"Someone who is "nobody" cannot do what you just did...who were you, before this?" He asked with such curiosity.

A man came running and opened the door frantic.

"My prince." Both Minho and Chan turned to him. "There was an ambush, are you alright??"

"I'm fine Smitty, we can get going now"

The carriage immediately made its way to the castle.

<3

Like he had promised, Minho was brought to the royal baths, they were warm and huge. For some reason, Chan insisted on going with him. There was a guard at every door, but inside they were alone.

The prince took off his clothes like he didn't care about showing himself. Minho looked away and Chan got in the water.

"Well come on, I don't bite" in said in a western accent, smiling at Minho.

The other then took off his dirty clothes, the ones he's been in for a month and let them drop on the floor. He made it in the water halfway and let his waist out of the water.

Chan turned to him and widened his eyes once he saw his stomach. He had a huge scar, it was practically still red. It covered his entire stomach and Chan couldn't believe his eyes. Minho painfully put the rest of his body in the water and winced.

"Tell me who you are...Snow" he asked yet again and Minho brushed his hair with water drilling down his face.

"I am the man who lost everything."