Your Majesty

5.

"Did he bother you a lot?" Jimin asks, expression worried as he takes Eunwoo from Taehyung's hold.

Taehyung watches in awe as the kid burrows his head in his father's neck. He shakes his head , smiling, "Don't worry about it."

Jimin smiles, mischievously, "I mean, he just gave you a practice of what is about to come."

Taehyung laughs, smacking Jimin's arm lightly. He stops laughing, clearing his throat when he sees the weird expression on Jimin's face, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Nothing", Jimin chuckles, a smirk growing on his face, "It is just that you didn't cry about not having a child."

Taehyung turns red, avoiding Jimin's eyes and Jimin just laughs at his friend's silliness.

Taheyung clicks his tongue, shaking his head as he refuses to wear yet another hanbok that So-ra shows him.

"My Lord", So-ra cries, "Since when did you become so picky about your outfit? I have showed you 20 pieces and you don't like any of it "

Taehyung rolls his eyes, "I am Consort, it is my duty to look impressive, is it not?" 'Were you not a Consort yesterday?' So-ra wants to retort but keeps her mouth shut.

"My Lord, you never cared about these things, what happened?" She says instead, as she goes to pick another robe to show it to him.

"I like this one", Taehyung quips and So-ra looks at him, confused. She hasn't even opened the hanbok and he likes it?

"I haven't even shown it to you properly, My Lord", She voices. Taehyung waves his hand, "I like the colour".

She smiles widely, looking at the blue hanbok, it's the Emperor's favourite colour.

Taehyung scrunches his nose, when So-ra brings a fragrance for his hanbok. "This is too strong", he says.

"Is it, My Lord?" So-ra says, "I have heard Emperor's maids whisper about how the Emperor loves this fragrance. But if you don't like this I will bring you another one" she laments, going to put away the fragrance when Taehyung grabs her arm, stopping her.

He coughs, "I said it is strong , didn't say it is bad. No need to keep it away." So-ra smiles knowingly, "As you say, My Lord."

"Consort Kim", Eunuch Cheo greets him, bowing down when he sees Taehyung approach the Emperor's Chamber.

Taehyung smiles, and Eunuch Cheo knows his smile enough to recognise he is upto no good. "Eunuch Cheo", Taehyung drawls, "Are you going to refuse my entry?"

Eunuch Cheo swallows, shaking his head, "I don't have that authority, My Lord. It is the Emperor who has refused to see anyone because of his engagement with work."

Taehyung nods, leaning to whisper in the Eunuch's ear, a threatening gleam in his eyes, "I am wearing new clothes and a fragrance so strong that it suffocates me. If you don't get out of my way, I will be angry."

"Consort Kim", Eunuch Cheo's expression morphs into a crying one, "I am just a servant following the Emperor's orders. Spare me."

Taehyung clicks his tongue, "Spare you? Don't be dramatic, Eunuch Cheo. You just have to step aside."

"If I step aside", Eunuch Cheo cries, "the Emperor will have my head. If I don't, you will make sure, the Emperor has my head. Don't do this to me, Consort Kim."

Taehyung rolls his eyes, "Don't cry, don't cry. I am going."

Eunuch Cheo nods, breathing in relief only to gasp out loud when Taehyung sneaks past him, ducking the guards hands and entering the chamber.