Prince of RAVENTHORE |•KTH•|

16. Burn and Cold

Jiyeon's steps were rushed in the corridor, her fingers fiddling, an anxious frown never left her face. Somewhere close to an hour has passed by, the young night has fallen over and it's still drizzling. But Princess Y/N hasn't come back Yet.
Informing King Chaewon is the only solution Jiyeon sees now.

Heaving out a worried sigh as Jiyeon looks ahead, her steps slowed down before halting completely and her eyes grew wider like sockets.

In front of her in the lit corridor Prince Taehyung was coming carrying Y/N in his arms. They were drenched from head to toe, The princess was covered with something black, perhaps in Prince's robe, it was almost hiding Y/N wholly like a burrito.

Y/N's body was curled in his arms, her hands fisting on Taehyung's chest, her wet face pressed against his neck and chin.

Watching Kim Taehyung Carrying
Y/N in this way was such a sight to see.

Jiyeon couldn't move her feet, she was openly staring with a gaped mouth until Taehyung approached her. Jiyeon's breath hitched in her throat watching both of them from this close.

Something different was embracing both of them, a different air, a heated, a warm embrace was surrounding Prince Taehyung and Y/N. Taehyung didn't look at Jiyeon, he didn't bat a single glance, He was gazing straight in his sight.

His jaw taut, his muscles bulging under the wet fabric of his hanfu. Jiyeon's orbs unintentionally noticed the dance of water droplets from his face only to disappear into her head.

She opened her mouth and closed like a fish, no words leaving her throat.

"Your Highn-"

"Where's Princess's chamber?" Taehyung's deep dry voice lets out, sounding so cold and almost scary. Jiyeon would never understand the reason why she felt a shiver entering her chest at his voice.

"F-Follow me, your highness, This way." She couldn't help but stutter a little while signaling towards their left corridor.

Taehyung didn't speak further, nor he nodded his head, he just turned to the left corridor before speeding up his pace. And Jiyeon had to rush her steps to walk next to him to lead him to
Y/N's chamber.

It isn't Jiyeon's fault that she was feeling this way. She could never expect to see her cousin in Taehyung's arms like this, which looks like his embrace has hidden her from the world like a shield.

But there was something more she was feeling. Kim Taehyung was looking angry. A cold and calm anger.

Dangerous.

Jiyeon maintained a good distance while leading Taehyung to Y/n's chamber. She was wondering how Taehyung managed to bring her in Palace without getting noticed by a single soul! After a few turns, Taehyung recognised the corridors, from here he just knew where her chamber might be.

Taehyung halted in his steps causing Jiyeon to stop too. "I'll go from here. You may go and bring the Royal physician as soon as possible now." It may feel like a command from Prince Taehyung but something in his calm and collected voice hinted to Jiyeon that he was requesting and not giving an order.

Perhaps this is what Prince Taehyung is like.

Jiyeon lowers her head, nodding before retreating from there with her thoughts going haywire.

Taehyung gazes forward, his features looking sharp as he takes long strides in the lit up royal corridor. Y/N's wet forehead was attached to his jaw and neck in a way that his fingers were gripping her harder.

Coming to the chamber area of the Princess, the architecture itself leads Taehyung to her chamber, the flambeaux showing him the path, the air was speaking next to his ears.