"No I refuse. It's absolutely absurd!"The King of Lee Kingdom let out a rough sigh as his son once again refused the idea of having the young Prince Han visiting for the weekend.
"Minho, I understand you and Prince Jisung don't exactly have... The best relationship... But at the end of the day there is no choice for you in this matter" he spoke sternly. Minho took a breath, his eye twitched in a way of annoyence.
"I don't understand why Prince Han and I are being put at the forefront for all of this truce and peace that you and King Han are doing" He folded his arms and leaned back in the chair.
Minho was sat in his father's office, it was Thursday evening and he was just told that Prince Han Jisung would be spending a weekend in the Lee Kingdom.
If Minho could put one word on Jisung it would be fury. Every time he saw that Prince - be it in person or in a magazine - he felt an utter burning fury.
For many reasons, reasons of politics, and personal. He felt utterly disgusted at the idea of sharing a weekend in the presence of the Prince.
"You're at the forefront because you two are future heirs to your individual kingdoms. You both will be in reign for majority of this truce and the people would be more inclined to follow through with it by seeing the upcoming King's at the forefront"
Minho sighed deeply and looked aside. He hated this. Hated every single word he was told. Every single thought about it.
He wanted to be king sure. He'd spent his entire life practicing, training and learning how to rule the kingdom.
But being at the forefront of a truce between a once feuding kingdom with the one Prince he hated the most was certainly not on the list.
"All I ask of you Minho is that you get along with Prince Han. I'm sure he isn't as thrilled with the idea of leaving his kingdom for the weekend either" His father brought him back from his thoughts.
Minho sighed yet again "Pity about him" He scoffed and stood up "Pity for the Prince who's kingdom barely sees rain" He added.
It was known amongst the kingdoms that the Han Kingdom was known for its beautiful weather and beaches.
Of course, it wasn't all sunshine in the Han Kingdom - that was inevitable. But given that their summers blossomed with the most beautiful sunshine and most warm heat, it was true that they had it lucky.
The Lee Kingdom had its own beauty, despite having the most colder weather - rain, wind, storms more than Minho could count - they had their fair share of beautiful mountain ranges and rivers.
It was greener up north compared to the south. Minho held onto that one sliver of pride.
It seemed to be the only thing he could think of when thinking of Jisung staying the weekend.
If Jisung were to say anything nice Minho would assume it'd be about the green landscapes and extraordinary mountain ranges.
Minho digressed - why would Jisung even care of such a thing?
As Minho went to leave his Father's office, he spoke up again "Minho" he called.
Minho sighed, his grip on the silver handle tightened as he gave a look back to his father "Yes father?" he returned with a bittersweet smile.
He wanted to punch something. Anything.
"I expect you to be on your best behaviour this weekend. Push aside your personal judgements, this isn't feelings, this is political" He spoke in such a stern voice than it almost made Minho forget his hatred for Prince Han.
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all falls down//minsung
RandomWith the new truce between the Lee and Han Kingdoms, their royal princes are put to the front between the two. Only they hate each other. +. - +. - +. - minsung as you knowwww Enemies to lovers fr fr Fantasy au btw :0 (roughly inspired by red white...