The King's Obsession

3.

You got up from your bed when you heard the door flung open of your bedroom. The soldiers marched in your room followed by their King.

King's eyes fall on every inch of the room. A sweet smell hit his nostrils, pleasing him.
Seungcheol walked near the shelf and saw some scratches on the wall beside him.

As soon as the King slid the bookshelf revealing a beautiful room, a loud swing of a sword was heard making the King stop his actions

The next moment his eyes fall on the beautiful lady in front of him. The long gown on your fine body, your sharp collar bone exposing as the dress was off shoulder.

Your sharp eyes glared at him, the hint of anger, hatred, and somewhat fear reflected from your dilated pupils.

Your hair is long & dark brown, with a golden ring firmly on your head making you look elegant. He was so caught up in your beauty that he didn't have any idea when you brought your sword against his throat.

Seungcheol: No wonder all the Kings and princes say Daejeon has beauty.

-Seungcheol saw you being off-guarded.

Seungcheol took out his saber and hit your sword making you back off. He was amused by how elegant you looked when you handled your sword against him. He moved his saber towards you only to get blocked by your sword.

Your heart was beating in your rib cage afraid to break it down and come out at any moment. But your expressionless face didn't depict your inner self.

The two swords danced across the room, striking each other with a spark of sound. Your long, soft hair bounced in the air as you fought against him. Your sharp, dazzled eyes never leave his sight focusing on his every move.

He knew that you were good at sword fight... but he was the God of rebellion.
None of the rebellion fighters have ever won over him. But still, he was amused by your skills

He smirked when he came near you making you flustered.
He grabbed your waist, pulling you towards him.
Your sword fell from your hand as he pushed you on the bed, hovering above you.
He held his saber against your throat.

He glared at your beautiful face which now held the emotions of defeat, fear, hatred. Your minty breath hit on his face as you softly panted under him.
He was desperate to listen to your voice.

Seungcheol: You learned pretty well to fight but didn't learn how not to get distracted

-He heard a loud gulp coming from you.

Y/n: Who are you?

By the look of his attire and the crown on his head, you were sure he belonged to the royal family of Daegu. Is he the prince-

Seungcheol: Choi Seungcheol, King of Daegu, eldest son of Choi Kim-soo.

Seungcheol saw your eyes widening. He let out a smirk seeing your confident side being flattered and soon replaced in fear

Y/n: Please forgive me, lord choi seungcheol.

Seungcheol: You made a pretty bad choice, princess.

He said with a husky voice.

He got up away from you and put his saber back in his holder. His eyes changed from mesmerized to cold ones. His cold voice spread across the room making you feel defenseless.

Seungcheol: Hiding like a coward from your enemies was not a good choice princess.

-You clutched your fists while looking down at the carpet.

Seungcheol: Attacking the almighty King of Daegu leads to the death of, a young princess.

-You closed your eyes as the anger boiled in you.

Seungcheol: Guards! Seize her!

-You felt a heavy metal tied around your wrist

Seungcheol felt more challenging when you glared at him in anger

Seungcheol: I will get you down on your attitude, princess.

***

Jisoo let out a loud gasp when he saw you walking behind the King, tied with chains.

Jisoo: Lord Choi-

Seungcheol raised his hand to make him quiet. You were pushed down on your knees beside Nayeon. You saw him walking towards the Park throne and sat on it.

Seungcheol: The King has been dead and now the Gwangju province will run under the influence of Choi's. Everything is mine. Every inch of the piece that belongs to Gwangju is mine.

-He said while glaring at you.

Seungcheol: The royal families of Gwangju will have the authority to live in the castle-
𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝗮𝘀 𝗺𝗮𝗶𝗱𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗮𝗻𝘁𝘀.
The kids will have good authority as they will lead our generation. The old will have better authority as they are too weak to do any work.
But the arrogant and attitude royals will have to work as my slave!

-The king roared while looking at Jihyo.

Seungcheol stood up and went near the queens.

Seungcheol: So Jihyo....you are the eldest Queen. What about I make you my maid?

Jihyo looked down while gulping.

Jihyo: No my lord..I have kids.

Seungcheol hummed and rubbed his chin.

Seungcheol: Then who should I take? You decide Queen. As you're the eldest and most responsible person remained in this family.

Jihyo lifted her head slowly and looked at Nayeon. Her eyes widened, tears threatening to come out of her eyes.

Seungcheol laughed under his breath.

Seungcheol: Husband's wives are enemies of each other. It would be my pleasure to take Nayeon with me-

Seungcheol was about to touch her but a dagger stopped him. A dagger was against his neck, ready to cut his throat. Daegu army was alerted but Seungcheol raised his hand to stop them.

He looked at the shaking hands of you. Jisoo tried to come near you but Seungcheol's army stopped him.

Jisoo: No, Y/n!

Y/n: Don't touch her. She's naive. She has nothing to do with anything.

Seungcheol again felt triggered when he saw your sharp eyes staring into his soul.

Seungcheol: You need to bend down your courage, Princess. Otherwise, I have to do it by myself.
Nayeon has to come with me. It's the decision of Jihyo.

Seungcheol: I might change the decision. If you replace her.

Seungcheol: What do you think, princess?

-Seungcheol smirked when he saw your sharp eyes turning into wide ones.

(Y/n P.O.V)

The color quickly drained from my face, my hands started to shake in an odd trembling rhythm. He is trying to scare me. I steadied my breath and tried to calm myself.

I looked at Nayeon who was just as shocked as me. She was quiet, staring at me. Her eyes showed some fear with a hint of relief as she had some hopes of being saved by me.

Nayeon let out a shaking sigh and looked at the King.

Nayeon: My lord, I can-

Y/n: 𝗶'𝗹𝗹 𝗚𝗼.

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