"The Second Ruler"

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23/02/1510 kingdom of Elsiya.

As the morning originated, the mid-winter breezing still lingered in the zypher. Every household began to stir from their comforters and move towards their widespread tasks.

Children initiated their lessons, and women began their household chores. Inside the Castle of Elsiye, the royals were already awake.

Today, King Ji-woo was bestowing a consummate meander to the Emperor and the Guard, accompanied by the two ethereal princes.

They were on the path to the vast farm, a place occasionally sought out, especially in the dying days of winter when the farm's condition was meager, which troubled King Ji-woo.

"I appreciate the efforts Namjoon has shown towards me. If not for the Empire of Goryeo, my people would have drew down of grains,"

The king authentically honored Taehyung, who smiled, his eyes scanning the farm and vineyards.

"Uncle, it's a symbol of our bond. Our empires may be different, but we love each citizens as well," Taehyung clarified softly.

Ji-woo nodded, feeling blessed to have such an insulated bond. Yoongi and Hoseok were behind Taehyung, as usual, attentive to every direction.

While the two giggling princes interacted with the caregivers of the farms and vineyards.

Taehyung perceived more than two pairs of eyes following him. Persisting calm, he informed the others slowly, "Keep moving, don't react, I Intuit as if someone is following us."

They evolved into cautiousness yet lasted centred. Ji-woo frowned, wondering how someone could trace the Royals, barring any resonance, implying the assailants were indeed skilled.

"I also felt it, but thought it might be my illusion since His Majesty had informed us that no one really visits the farms,"

Yoongi clarified, his voice laced with determination, primed to bombard who vigor to detriment them.

Jungkook and Jimin shared a glance, musing it's feasibly the analogue predator who had onslaught Jimin frequently-the folks in black clothes.

An inkling of remorse emanates in their chest, for not enlightening their father regarding the assailants.

They were ruminant when an arrow zipped towards Jungkook's arm, but before the cursor could bruised The prince, Taehyung swiftly shifted closer and split dart into two parts.

The prince's winced at the resonance of the clank and titled their head's to see Taehyung with his sword, the arrow split into two pieces.

"My prince, are you okay?" he asked concernedly, cupping Jungkook's face, forgetting their surroundings.

Jungkook nodded, nibbling on his lips, his cheeks flushed as he gestured with his eyes towards his father.

Taehyung quickly retreated his hand and stepped away. Before Ji-woo could verbalize whatnot, furthermore arrows drifted towards them.

They hurriedly unsheathed their swords, splitting the cursor in two.

"Be ware of the darts Don't let any cut you; they're poisonous," Jimin apprised rashly, ensured they were the analogue folks as before.

Ji-woo quickly questioned, "How do you know?" His voice fringed with curiosity and puzzlement.

That was the terminate of the prevaricate jimin and jungkook had been obscuring.

All of them immersed on the cursors, their swords shifting swiftly, while the few people on the farm bent down to hide.

Ji-woo didn't receive a reply, realizing he would have to defy his sons.