A crown or this? | minsung

🌙preparations

A/n: y'all ain't ready for this one ahhahahah

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.1 month later.

"I can't believe we're doing this..." jisung sat in the carriage and sighed heavily, looking out the window.

"This alliance will be good or our kingdom, as much as it sickens us" Felix was in front of him, leaning on Hyunjin's shoulder. The three had grown really close since jisung has taken the role of the king. Especially with Felix since they shared a pain that no one else could understand.

Nira was staying in her new home with the maids that took great care of her, she was safer this way.

"It's a three way trip to get there, so relax a bit Jisung...we'll be here a while" he could tell how tense he was, his eyes more focused then ever.

"Yes I suppose..." he sighed and was reminded of how he had lost him. He'd have to face the king, the reason all of this had happened.

And he had to speak to him without putting a sword through his back like he did to his lover...

This was going to be a hard trip.

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Chan stood by Minho as they attended another one of the king's parties. He was quite sick of it, but he had to endure it. Chan had been drinking, more then usual, which alarmed his friend quite a lot.

"What's wrong?" They had grown quite close after always being together, they knew how the other was feeling after a few seconds of looking into each other's eyes.

"The northern prince is coming here...whoever he is."

"Why does that bother you?" He asked as he watched his friend drink from his wine cup like it was water.

"Because that means a wedding is coming..." he spoke and Minho widened his eyes.

"Oh...haven't you been prepared for a wedding? You are his only heir after all"

"I know." He said frustrated and drank even more, soon he was blinking slowly and fumbling over his words. "I c-can't get married...I don't want to" he laid back and rested on Minho's shoulder.

"Alright...let's get you to your bed" Minho got up and helped Chan get up as well, heading to their chambers.

"I don't want to get...married"

"Try not to think about it too much" Minho said and tapped him on the back. "Who knows, she could be the love of your life"

"No...she won't be" he whispered as they finally closed the door and Minho laid him on the bed.

"I'll bring you some water and some medicine for your head tomorrow morning-"

"Don't leave" chan grabbed his hand and pulled him closer. Minho let himself be guided and pulled on the bed.

"What's really bothering you Chan?"

"I don't want to marry-"

"I got that part, but you haven't said why..."

Chan looked at him briefly before groaning and closing his eyes.

"It's complicated..."

"What is?"

Chan pulled Minho closer and held his hand. It took one look into his eyes to realize where this was going.

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Minho and Chan woke up at the same time when the trumpets started to play outside the castle, it was so loud that birds flew away. This meant that the northern troupes had arrived.