The word Inyeon means fated.Bound together by an invisible red thread, uniting them for eternity.The unspoken story of two lovers ,who were brutally killed in their past lives incapable of sharing their unique love.Taehyung and Jungkook have now o...
There's an ancient Japanese legend that says when two souls are destined to be together, they're connected by an invisible threat. No matter the place, situation this thread may stretch or tangle but it will never break.
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Daegu District 1678 Korea.
" You requested my presence my Lord."
The General of the Imperial Army, Kim Taehyung,with his back turned, browsing at the small waterfall at the edge of a steep cliff, was startled by the melodic voice interrupting his deep thoughts.Swifting to face the younger,who he dreamt for so long ever since he was a boy, halted. All his blithely vanished glaring at those aloof, detached doe eyes of the person he loved , puzzled and scared. As his piercing gaze explored every part of the younger 's face in search of some form of recognition he was left heartbroken.
" Jungkook?"
" Yes, my Lord? How am I help you?" His once tender, sweet voice was now distant and flat as he bowed in front of the notorious warrior. The older stared at the boy's eyes searching for something..anything to indicate he knew who he was , but all he saw was emptiness.
Taehyung couldn't recognise the Jungkook he knew, in that face. It looked like him. Sounded like him but it wasn't him.
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The affectionate, warm hearted,cuddly boy that had stolen his heart. The giggly, sometimes reckless boy that defied danger and did the craziest things.
A stranger.
He looked like a stranger.
The man's heart lost a beat and sunk. His breath wheezed, his hands formed fists hidden behind his back. His worst fear unfolding before his eyes. His princess, the love of his life didn't have any recollection of their past, treating him as a stranger. It would clearly explain the formality of his words.
Taehyung broke out in cold sweat. The fresh air lingering refused to enter his lungs that felt like burning. The smooth sound of the water smashing down the river stream was earsplitting, causing him a massive headache and slight dizziness. His handsome face a mask of fear and paleness.
" Are you well my Lord? Should I summon for help?" the younger asked formally ,not moving an inch.
" No....I appreciate you concern. I am well." All his anticipation, excitement to see him was now disintegrating, leaving him dejected. His world was crumbling down , drowning him in despair and sorrow. He was a damn fool! Trapped in his own plan. Agreeing to consent to an arranged marriage , a loveless marriage just because he had discovered that his Jungkook was at the bride's court.
Planning, processing and executing the most arduous battle plans was easy. Facing fierce enemies at the battlefield, killing them without hesitation was a piece of cake but he came unstuck to the simplest task.
" My Lord is my presence required concerning your soon to be wife?"
The General was taken aback, losing the scarce hope he had. A ripple if terror penetrated him like a sharp blade." Yes...no...well..."
