Jungkook's pov:
I find myself walking up to them, stopping only a few inches away from Seokjin's face who had protectively covered Princess Yuki. "If I find out you're two faced and are going to back stab me, trust me, I'll make Taehyung look like a saint." I speak with all the conviction and determination in me. I meant every word and I'll put my words to action if it ever comes to it.
He just stares back at me with no strong emotion. "Park! Show them the rooms in the north wing." I bark out the orders, give one last glance to the woman behind him and walk away.
I find myself standing on the balcony from where the gates and the kingdom's livelihood could be seen without much effort, the same place where I saw that tear roll down her cheek, where I could see those people protesting and heartlessly asking me to trade her for peace. My grip on the cemented railing tightens as I gulp for the fifth time. Jimin narrated his side of the story, even told me about Miho's betrayal, about how he saw my mother trying to stab an already wounded Soobin. The men who were on duty that day, saw Taehyung and still did nothing about it knowing he was our sworn enemy, have lost the privilege to serve the throne along with their future generations.
I now understand why he looks so torn. I can't imagine putting myself in his shoes, facing a betrayal so harsh it shakes your foundation. He briefly told me she wouldn't be around to trouble me anymore and I also didn't miss the look in his eyes as he said that, trying so hard to make it sound like it didn't affect him at all but on the inside, it was killing him.
I made no comments on that. I did not ask him to look for her if he wanted to. In my opinion, its better that she stays away from Busan. I don't want to lose another precious person by doing something to her if she was in front of me. I'm probably going easy on her after what she's done and what that resulted in. But no matter how much Jimin tries to deny it, he is worried about Miho's well being. He wants to look for her but won't allow himself to do that.
Ever since I woke up, I have tried to divert my attention away from Y/N's absence. It won't do me any good. But somewhere deep inside, its eating me alive.
There is another thing I've tried to ignore. Jeon Yura.
I will have to confront her at some point and the anticipation and dreading fills me with so many thoughts, my mind is nothing but scribbling and jumbled chaos. I know I would lose control when I see her but in what way? I've had a few extremely rageful episodes in my life and so, I can't even predict my own reaction. I've almost always handled things coldly, calmly and sometimes with a bit of spite.
I don't know how I'll handle her.
To be honest, in a corner of my mind there are things I'm too scared to acknowledge. The seeds have always been there but its now that they have begun to grow on me. Those things want to blind my rationality and make me do stuff too gore that it makes me feel like my mother's side has begun to take over. This is the very reason I'm trying to stall this confrontation with her.
But this can't go on for too long. Today itself I must get this over with and make sure of other things. I can't let my fears take control of me. Not now. I've managed to keep them locked up inside for 28 years, I can do it till my end.
"What if I get too angry, Y/N?" I remember asking her the question before sleep took over her. It was the day before our wedding. The day I broke that rusted lock and let those thoughts take over, did something I couldn't imagine myself doing.
"At me?" She couldn't hide the surprise in her voice. My eyes softened as I shook my head even though she couldn't see me doing that. Tightening my arm around her, I pecked her silky hair.
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When Royalties Clash | JJk ff
FanfictionEver heard of kingdoms living in harmony? It was just a concept of Utopia which was once everyone's dream but soon became a myth when the royals had a taste of regal power and suddenly they wanted it all to themselves. The older generations were al...
