Echoes of Destiny | Twice x Reader

ED 4

TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of Trauma
Please proceed with caution! 🙏
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Y/N's POV:

The courtyard buzzes with morning activity, sunlight filtering through the leaves of nearby trees to cast dappled shadows across the cobblestones.

The wagons, ordered by the king himself in response to the news of the slave marketing, stand waiting just a short distance away.

It's ten in the morning, and Nayeon, Momo, and I have gathered here.

Three days have passed since His Majesty summoned me to the palace, and there's already trouble brewing. Everywhere I go, I can't avoid it.

"Are you sure you'll be okay, Momo?" I ask, securing two daggers into my hip holster.

Momo nods resolutely, her determination shining in her eyes. "I want to save my friends." I nod, acknowledging her resolve.

Frustration etches lines on her forehead as she struggles to fasten her boots.

"Let me do that for you," I offer, dropping to a crouch in front of her, fingers deftly working the stubborn laces into place.

"Thanks, Y/N!" Her gratitude is evident, but her trembling fingers betray her.

The thought of returning probably scares her -- especially after being chased down by five men who didn't hesitate to hurt her. Seeing how she's acting right now, there must be more hiding at their base.

After tying Momo's laces, I stand up and search the crowd that gathered around the wagon. Nayeon was giving her soldiers a pep talk; her voice authoritative and determined.

I spot Soobin, sharpening the blade of his spear by wooden barrels, and hurriedly walk up to him, wanting to discuss the plan of operation.

"So, what's the plan?" I ask, striking a conversation.

He looks me up and down before returning his focus to his blade. What the hell? "Her Highness assigned you and me to scout the area. Once we signal, she'll lead the charge."

"When did she decide that?" The furrow in my eyebrows and the deep frown on my face were evidence that I had no single clue about the plan, as if the question I asked wasn't enough.