Prince of RAVENTHORE |•KTH•|

23. Marriage

In the dimly lit chamber Taehyung was standing by the open windows in his drenched hanfu, his hands held behind his back. The water droplets were falling on the floor from the edges of his clothes.

The rain storm outside has dissipated leaving behind drizzle. But the storm inside Taehyung was only bubbling more and more. His face was so calm as ever, looking ethereal, the charcoal orbs were so blank as if they lost emotions, nobody could tell what was going on inside him.

A dangerous calm storm which doesn't even alarm anyone and suddenly destroys everything and anything.

"Jaehyun stood up from the ground, humiliated and lost. His red orbs staring into Taehyung's. "Marry her all you want Taehyung. After All...Tragic endings often have a happy beginning."

Taehyung's thoughts wandered back. What Jaehyun said about marriage, he wouldn't lie, this marriage news was what drove him to have a sword fight with Taehyung. The way Jaehyun was ragging in anger told the reality of the situation.

Does this mean, his parents' have made a decision for him? Without him asking first if he even wants it or not. His marriage...

With Princess Jeong Y/N?

Suddenly Taehyung's hand clenched into a tight fist. His chest was tightening but he looked so calm as if his heart wasn't burning in a gut wrenching pain. Taehyung's knuckles turned white, the corner of his eyes going red.

It was getting difficult to breathe, something was blocking him, was tying his heart in the iron chains that shot pain right into his chest. Taehyung brought his hand up to his chest, his fingers clutching over it so tightly. But it didn't soothe the pain. It never did. It could never do it.

The pain was coming from his very soul as if it was thrashing around just at the thought of marrying Y/N, as if his soul was bleeding and rejecting this bond which hasn't even formed yet.

Nobody has ever known, nobody has ever seen who Kim Taehyung is under the deep layers he has created. Nobody ever tried to look inside his heart, to watch his soul bleeding in pain. Nobody has ever dared to stare into those captivating charcoal orbs which hold an unbearable pain.

Nobody has ever been brave enough to read him.

The sky rumbled once again, the cold winds blowing past Taehyung to caress his wet locks which curled along his jaw. The rain increased his pace once again. It was as if nature knew him, knew his pained soul and so the rain was surely falling on the ground but the drops were hitting his heart, were loosening the grip of the chains around his heart, and were trying to soothe him by the cold winds caressing him.

Taehyung brought his hand away from his chest, taking it behind his back once again.

"I'll never accept it." His lips let out the words to no one but for the moon which wasn't even there to fight with him.

The moon wasn't there to ask him, what will you never accept? The marriage, the bond or.....Jeong Y/N?

Even if the moon had asked, would Taehyung have answered? No, he wouldn't. He never has.

"Taehyung."

Taehyung heard his father's call from behind, heard footsteps approaching him but he didn't turn around until his father stood next to him.

Gwanjong's gaze dawned upon Taehyung from up to down, his eyes following the wet trail on the floor. "You're so drenched Taehyung, haven't you changed yet?" Gwanjong looked up at him.

Taehyung didn't completely face his father but he bowed his head to greet. His mouth didn't open to answer. Gwanjong, anyway, smiled at his son. "Your father is here to take all your worries away. I've sent my orders to Raventhore to examine the situation of northern villages so you don't have to worry anymore. At least not until we go back. Now you go and change into dry clothes, then I'll have to talk to you about something."