⚜REST WITHIN ME⚜ [Namjin] [Taekook] (Under Editing)

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Author p.o.v

The horizon is in vivid blues...dark blues and migrant blacks. Yet, every pore of the palace is sparked with sizzling torches. Not only with torches, but also from the intense colored people. At the latter halls, where the covered mosaic floor is bearing a feast under the feet of men and women, the fires are brighter than any other and also the knights are guarded than any other place. The ball-room is rich...the floor is carpeted from the finest material exported from Persia. The walls held paintings depicting many cultures. The fractals designing the balustrades, the curtains cascading the golden bricks, windows framed upon the moonlight...everything penetrating the value of the country...the purpose of the Royalty stays frigid.

The invited nobles, rulers, their wives and children were gathered for few chinwags. Some of them, greedily licking their lips upon the riches of the walls while some frown with envious disgust. But since the King of Scotland arrives through the ironic stair-case which also has a passionate glow of charisma, he attracted every single soul covering the grounds. All stand behalf of his arrival and the nobles including ministers, generals, priests, bow at him while the standard empires of wealthy states, open their hands as a friendly gesture. Of course, most ladies; married, unmarried or engaged, drool at his charming looks and enviously curse at the queen, but no one dares to make a move against the King as well.

Jisoo—who was talking with her mother—curtsies at her husband and strolls towards him with a smile, although her head is being whipped in many directions to seek for her brother. Namjoon turns towards her and holds out a hand, and when she accepts, he places her hand at the crook of his elbow and walks towards the guests in order to introduce her much more formally. He doesn't focus anymore at the prince of Rome, since every one's criticizing eyes are on them. But, from the corner of his eyes, he could see the prince descending from the left stair case and walking towards the guest table where his family were, without even daring to look at them.

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-Mother!
(Seokjin grins when his mother turns around on her chair realizing his voice...and she beams, green eyes glistening with few tears as she sees her favorite child. She taps his husband, who seems to be in a deep conversation with the priest next to their counter, and once she receives his attention, she points at Seokjin's direction who walks hastily towards them)

-Oh, my little hamster!!!
(Embarrassing enough, Seokjin's mother cries out and embraces him warmly who giggles, hugging her back and nuzzling onto her shoulders. He raises his head and waves at his father who smiles warmly. But from the corner of his eye, his brother was staring at him impassively but his wife smiles at Seokjin as well. The prince just ignores his brother but nods at his sister-in-law with a friendly smile.)
"My little bear cub, how are you sweetie??"

(His mother clasps his hands and smiles at him feverishly, although few tears escaped from her crinkling eyes which Seokjin wipes, giving her a reassuring nod. He drags the vacant chair close to her and settles after she rests back on her seat and takes her hands onto his lap)