TRUTH

Truth 12

(Double update as a compensation)
STRAWBERRYTAE01
Is one of the reasons why I keep coming back to this story 😊

The palace was abuzz with excitement as preparations for Prince Taemin's first birthday were underway. The grand halls were adorned with vibrant banners and delicate floral arrangements, reflecting the joy and anticipation of the event. Servants scurried about, ensuring that every detail was perfect for the celebration.

Queen Jin, the most excited of all, oversaw the preparations with a beaming smile. His grandson's birthday was a significant occasion, and he wanted everything to be flawless.

"Ensure that the banquet tables are adorned with the finest linens," Queen Jin instructed a group of servants. "And make sure the musicians are ready. We want the palace to echo with joyous melodies."

In the midst of the preparations, Consort Jungkook, feeling slightly better, was seated in his chambers, watching the festivities from his window. He smiled at the sight of the lively atmosphere but couldn't shake off the lingering worry about his secret pregnancy. Yoongi's words of caution echoed in his mind, and he resolved to maintain his composure.

As the day progressed, guests began to arrive, filling the palace with laughter and chatter. Royal Consort Yoongi joined Queen Jin, his presence dignified and reassuring. Together, they greeted the arriving nobles and dignitaries, each presenting gifts for the young prince.

The grand hall was filled with an air of anticipation as King Taehyung and consort Jimin entered, holding the small Prince Taemin, who looked around curiously. The guests bowed respectfully as they passed, their eyes filled with admiration for the young heir.

"Welcome, everyone," Taehyung announced, his voice carrying across the hall. "Today, we celebrate the first birthday of our beloved son, Prince Taemin. It is a joyous occasion for our family and our kingdom."

Queen Jin stepped forward, his eyes shimmering with pride. "As is tradition, Prince Taemin will choose an object that will symbolize his future path. It is a momentous occasion, and we are eager to see what destiny holds for him."

A servant brought forward a small table, upon which various objects were placed: a crown, a sword, a book, and a paintbrush. The guests watched with bated breath as Prince Taemin was set down before the table.

With an innocent curiosity, the young prince crawled towards the objects. His small hand reached out, hesitated over the crown, and then moved past the sword and the book. Finally, he grasped the paintbrush, holding it firmly in his tiny fingers.

A collective gasp echoed through the hall. The advisors exchanged shocked glances, their disbelief evident. They had expected the young prince to choose the crown, indicating a future as the next ruler.

"A paintbrush," Queen Jin murmured, his voice filled with awe. "Our prince has chosen the path of creativity and art."

King Taehyung, recovering from his surprise, approached his son and gently lifted him into his arms. "It appears that Prince Taemin's destiny lies in the arts. It is a noble path, and we shall nurture his talents with the utmost care."

The advisors, though initially taken aback, nodded in agreement. One of them, a wise elder, stepped forward. "Your Majesty, the path of art is indeed noble. It can inspire, heal, and bring great honor to our kingdom. Prince Taemin's choice is a sign of a bright and creative future."

The guests erupted in applause, their admiration for the young prince growing even stronger. The celebration continued with renewed vigor, the joy of the occasion now intertwined with the excitement of Prince Taemin's unique choice.