A crown or this? | minsung

🌙meeting you again

There were people in every inch of the place, all accompanied by a slave, it was like a dress up game for them. Minho watched their eyes, they were empty, only there to command the every wish of the one who had bought them.

Chan walked in a straight line to his father and everyone moved aside to let the prince pass. He smiled at his father and Minho glared right at him.

"Father, I bring a surprise..."

Minho stayed behind him.

"You finally got yourself a slave my boy?" He smiled and touched his chin, which made the other's blood boil, he wanted to jump on him, but it would wait.

"He's from the finest merchant in the city, does my choice please you?"

Minho looked deep into his eyes and didn't once blink, the king watching him up and down, nodding.

"He's a northerner, I've never seen one as a slave before. I know how loyal they are"

"He is. He'll do anything I say."

The king smiled and looked at Minho again, amused.

"Alright...I order you to go and kill any slave in this room" he has a wicked smile, along with eyes that knew he had power.

Yet, Minho didn't move. He stayed there and stared at the king.

"I ordered you something."

The room sort of quieted down, people were now watching Minho stand quietly. Some guards even took the handle of their swords, waiting for commands.

"Your slave is broken." The king scoffed and Chan sighed, he felt as if he had failed him again.

It's then that Minho forced himself not to smile as he looked at the king. He then moved his gaze to Chan and sighed.

"I'm sorry master, but I only answer to your demands" he said and the room almost gasped, this was the king we were speaking of. Chan smiled widely and nodded.

"Like I said father, he's loyal to me"

The king watched Minho for a few seconds before nodding.

"Fine...I'll give you that, he's brave enough not to listen to me" the king looked into his eyes and sort of froze, he reminded him of someone he used to know, they had the same eyes. "Now run along...I don't have all day boy" he said and they both bowed before turning away, Minho giving one last glare at him.

"Thank you" Chan whispered with a smile on his face.

"For what?" Minho answered.

"Finally making him proud of me..."

That was proud? What was he like usually?

They walked out of the venu and then Minho just followed along in this new castle he knew nothing about.  They made it to a room and Chan opened it.

"Here's my room" it was huge, filled with gold and the biggest bed he's ever seen. The pillow were blue with golden strings and beautiful patterns were on the floor.

"Nice place you've got" Minho closed the door and looked around, only wanting to crash on the bed. "Where do i sleep?"

A woman suddenly appeared from one of the poles that held everything together and seductively swung her hips. She was wearing a skirt with no top on, exposing all of the rest. Chan watched as she made her way to him and Minho stepped back.

"I've received word from the king that the prince needed to be rewarded..." she went to the bed and approached him but Chan backed away.

He then pulled out a gold piece, it was worth more then anything the king had bought her with and he showed her.

"My lord...?" She looked at him, usually men were easily already grabbing her.

"I'll give you this if you lie for me. You'll say to the king that you did what you came here for and that is it....can I trust you to do that?"

She nodded and Chan brought a silk to cover her breasts, sighing as he did so.

"Of course my lord..."

"Good, now go" he said and she left, closing the door behind her.

"What was that all about?" Minho asked and sat on the bed, his body couldn't hold onto much longer.

"My father...that's what." He went to his window and sighed.

"He sent you a prostitute...?"

"He has a strange way of showing affection I suppose...he thinks that I am like him when he was younger, when in fact I'm a polar opposite."

"Has he done this before?"

"On every single one of my birthdays since I was 12 yes...I've never once touched a woman, because I know they can never fully be willing to sleep with me if not for money..."

"That is quite sad...you were too young to see that"

"Yes well...it's a habit now. After all, I'm always in this room. My father won't allow me to leave, I've been in here since I was born...I want to see the world"

"I've seen the world...I'm not sure it's worth it"

"Tell me about it then"

"What?"

"Tell me stories of the great north, of the south and all of its glory...well before the war"

Minho smiled and sat on the bed more comfortably, Chan joined him. They talked for hours about different stories and what snow felt like on skin, since he had never seen it. Chan kept wide eyes the whole time and Minho enjoyed thinking about old and good memories. He missed the days where it was simple, where Jisung was in his arms.

They laughed and cheered all night, until the moon set and the lights of the city grow.

But things would change quicker then they thought.

A raven then flew to their window and Minho widened his eyes as he watched it, he had a message on its leg.

"We don't receive crows around here...at least not since the war." He walked to it and took the paper, reading it and turning around quietly. "I can't believe it..." chan said, out of breath.

"What...?"

"The new king of the north is coming here...for an alliance..."