Emperor Min Yoongi ascends the throne with a vow to avenge the untimely death of his father. It is a promise that will take he and his consorts to battle through fire and water, and to bring back the dead on a quest for the truth of what happened on...
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A few days went by, and I found myself sitting beside Yoongi-hyung and Jiminie in the gallery above the arena, observing the battling going on below between Jungkook, Baekhyun, Taehyung and Minji. Currently, Jungkook was battling Baekhyun. Taehyung and Minji had disappeared, presumably to take a break in the armoury. I'd noted that Jungkook had been right in his prediction, and Minji had been unable to beat him in full netherite. She'd come pretty damn close a few times, however, and I wondered if she'd be able to beat him more easily if she was given the time to get to know how he fought. My own record against Jungkook was in the positive, although only just, largely due to the fact that I knew his weaknesses in battle and had the wherewithal to exploit them. Physically, he was stronger than me, but most of the time I was the better fighter.
"Are we really going to sit here and watch Jungkook fighting all day?" Jimin complained, with a dramatic sigh.
Yoongi rolled his eyes at the blonde in affectionate annoyance.
"You're so annoying, Jimin. I told you you didn't have to come today. There's guards everywhere here and Woozi could have sat with us."
Jimin muttered something about not trusting anyone else to keep an eye on his hyung, and that, in a nutshell, was what it really boiled down to. I smirked at Jimin, leaning past Yoongi to meet his gaze.
"You're giving growling kitten vibes, Jiminie."
Jimin snorted.
"Alright then, brat. What was it you told me the other day? 'I don't have a dominant bone in my body'," he mimicked.
"That may be so, but at least I'm not fighting it."
"And here I thought you were the one person I could rely on to not make sub jokes."
Yoongi was glancing between us with amusement.
"Are you two done?" He asked.
"I dunno your imperial majesty," Jimin blinked at his friend innocently. "Are we?"
"You're more of a brat than Tami," Yoongi shook his head.
"Oh, hey Hoshi," I said, suddenly noticing the chief of the army. The tall blonde's shadow loomed over us, along with those of the two guards at his sides.
"You have a visitor, your majesty," said Hoshi, raising one eyebrow at Jimin.
I giggled. Hoshi had obviously overhead the tail end of our conversation.
"I have a visitor?" Yoongi repeated. "Who?"
Hoshi sighed.
"It's Hoseok-ssi," he stated. "He's got Taehyung-ssi and Minji-ssi with him, and several guards, I think they're of the ones from fight club."
Yoongi stared at Hoshi for a moment, before shaking his head.
"And where are they now?" He asked.
"I had the butlers show them to the drawing room. They will meet you in the throne room when you are ready."
