A crown or this? | minsung

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Minho walked around the castle, mindlessly creating a path in the carpet as he dragged his feet on it. He had not been able to sleep much, he had gone to every slave house in the city, there were many. Since this city's economy relied on slaves, there were many businesses and Minho had been to each during the night.

"You look terrible" Hyunjin smiled when he saw him and they made their way to his room.

"Yes well..." he shut the door and sighed. "There is so much to do in barely enough time...I don't have a choice to stay awake"

"I received Jisung's letter under my door, he says we all meet up here to talk strategy. He also said at sunset, you can lay down a few hours until the rest arrive"

"But I need to-"

"Fine then, just lie down."

"Fine."

"Fine." Hyunjin hid his smirk as Minho got on the bed and fell asleep in a matter of seconds. He walked to him and sat on the edge of the bed. "I really thought you gone" his own voice echoed on the tall walls around him. "I'd missed you..."

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Minho awoke a few hours later to candle lights and nurturing. He looked up and saw Hyunjin, Felix and Jisung all around a table, whispering what seemed like plans and diversions.

"Have I overslept?" Minho fixed his hair.

"No actually, you awoke just on time, we're still waiting for someone to join us"

They all looked at Jisung and stared at him confused.

"But we are all here...?" Felix spoke up in the quiet of the night and Jisung looked at the door. The handle turned slightly and they folded their eyes to be able to distinguish a shape coming in the room. The door closed and a man walked in, a hood over his head.

"I'm glad you made it...Chan"

"Of course" he said and bowed his head respectfully, this was this the king of the north.

"Take a seat, we'll get started"

They all sat down, jisung and Minho on opposite sides and Chan chose a seat next to his brother, giving him small worrying glances. He could tell he was nervous, he had no clue what was going on. Chan had heard about whispers around the halls, but he didn't understand why he was called to a secret meeting in the middle of the night.

Hyunjin kept looking at Jisung with the "why is he here if we are planning on potentially killing his father" face. Jisung ignored him and looked around the table.

"Chan do you know why you are here?"

Their gaze shifted to the western prince, uncomfortably looking around.

"No."

"Tell is what you know about Minho's true identity" Jisung asked.

Chan hesitated before getting an approved nod from his brother by his side, so he finally spoke.

"I know he is my brother, I also know he is the heir of the south...and technically the north. Come to think of it, since he is the first born of the western king...he can inherit these lands as well..."

"You would be correct. I called you here because we need you on our side."

"Minho what is he talking about..?" He was tense, he didn't understand what was going on. Chan's brows were knitted together while he gazed over at Minho.

"We are planning on reclaiming the throne. The south has been poisoned from what it was. I saw it with my own eyes, I had a sword through my back for trying to stand up for it...but this time I won't fall...but we need your support"