CHAPTER 8

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Peace is not found by looking for it at the place
peace is not there,
peace is not here
heard so much,
Everyone judge
But in the end peace was realised only from the past
And we were still wearing a fake mask

Taehyung strolled through the Elverian castle, gazing out at the vast expanse of another kingdom within his empire. However, his experiences here had been far from sweet, tasting more like bitter melon. This was all due to the antics of a young Elverian prince. It was only his second day, yet it felt like he'd been chewing on sour carrots for an eternity. He longed for a peaceful stay, untainted by Elverian treachery. But one prince in particular, the crown prince, had captured his attention - and not for the right reasons.

"Your Imperial Majesty, how many days shall we remain here?" General Min inquired, walking alongside his Emperor.

"I intend to conclude all matters before departing," Taehyung replied, his gaze fixed ahead.

General Min flashed a mischievous smile. "I presume Your Imperial Majesty finds the Elverian prince's banter... entertaining?"

Taehyung shot him a stern glance, silencing the general. "Do not remind me. I've never encountered princes so sorely lacking in manners."

Yoongi, standing nearby, softly chuckled and adjusted the Emperor's hair. "At least they've captured the great Emperor's attention."

Taehyung averted his gaze, disinclined to respond to the general's frivolous remarks as they approached the courtroom.

Yoongi's voice carried a hint of irritation. "Why did King Tae-hoon request your presence in the courtroom today?"

He was well-acquainted with the Elverian king's tactics – a ruler who indulged in sugar coating already sweet deals. The king's actions reeked of desperation, seeking the Emperor's attention through superficial gestures.

"My attention is not a prize to be claimed,".

As they turned left in the corridor, a young man hurrying from the opposite direction collided with Taehyung. The bowl in the young man's hands flew into the air, releasing a cloud of turmeric powder that rained down on the Emperor's head. The bowl itself struck Taehyung's skull with a loud clang before clattering to the floor.

Taehyung was stunned, struggling to comprehend the sudden chaos. His dark hair, gold face, and elegant hanbok were now speckled with vibrant orange turmeric powder.

The young man's eyes widened as he took in the Emperor's transformed appearance. Taehyung's usually composed demeanor now resembled a sunflower dusted with golden pollen.
Despite the young man's embarrassment , he burst into laughter alongside General Min.

Wrong place

"Crown Prince," Taehyung's voice dripped with disbelief, his eyes fixed on Jungkook, who was laughing instead of apologizing.

Not only Jungkook but also General Min, who should have maintained decorum, joined in the laughter alongside the young prince.

"My apologies... but... Your Imperial Majesty looks like a sunflower in this green hanbok with turmeric powder," Jungkook managed between chuckles, his laughter unstoppable.

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