long live the king - nct, markhyuck

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never in his eighteen years of existence had donghyuck felt this poor.

growing up in aes, donghyuck was aware that his family wasn't exactly rich. he had already assisted to a few ceremonies in participation of the king, the queen and other lords from other kingdoms, and he had noticed that the royals seemed to live very differently from them, but he didn't imagine that the contrast was that impressive.

strolling around the huge corridors of the royal palace dressed in the white robes the other servants wore, donghyuck couldn't help but look at his surroundings with amazed eyes. he could see riches everywhere, from the furniture that was hanging around and that he could catch a glimpse of in the rooms by his side to the golden and silvery details on the walls and the marbled floor – and judging by his surroundings, this had to be pure gold and pure silver.

he was wondering how many days he should be working at the restaurant to be able to own a meter square of a wall, but the answer was nowhere near what he could imagine. the royals were royals for a reason, and they considered the peasants living on their land their property because they knew very well that without them, the peasants were nothing.

this conception of things was quite easy to understand for those very peasants who had never been able to live otherwise, and the royals knew very well that they would start questioning it if they came to know how well they lived inside the castle compared to the miserable lives of the peasants. that was why the king – and now the queen – of aes had ordered the guards to deliver food to each village. so that the people were happy and didn't try to rebel and challenge the royals' authority.

after long minutes of wandering around, the tanned male stopped in his tracks in front of a closed door that looked like nothing he had previously seen.

compared to the other doors which were made in a lacquered wood with silvery handles and which were gigantic, reaching almost the high-ceiling of the palace, this one had something more to it which intrigued the tanned male. despite being as gigantic as all of the other doors, on that one the word was craved with random patterns, and donghyuck could see a thin layer of a silver metal on the inside of the cravings. well, it didn't take long for donghyuck to understand that behind this door had to be something more important than behind any other door.

and so, without thinking much, the tanned male placed his hand on the handle before pulling the gigantic – and very heavy – door open, revealing a bedroom.

the peasant frowned as he let the door close behind his back, definitely not expecting to find himself in a bedroom, but more in a royal meeting room or an important office. nevertheless, donghyuck's curiosity pushed him to explore the new room he had discovered, making him walk around it while observing every detail he could take in.

judging by the items scattered around the place, the clothes he found in the giganting walk-in wardrobe and the state of the attached bathroom, he deducted that this very bedroom was currently used by a young boy.

finding this information to be quite irrelevant for him and the reason he was trespassing in the royal palace, the tanned male decided to walk away and continue his hunt for information, hoping to somehow understand what his father meant.

donghyuck walked to the door, pushing it open – with quite some difficulty because of how heavy it was – and walking out of the bedroom. well, more like being dragged out, because the second the door was ajar, a young male came into view, his clothes looking very formal and screaming royalty, and fisted donghyuck's servant robe to slam him against the wall outside the bedroom.

and if this situation wasn't already catastrophic for donghyuck – who was panicking now that he had been caught, the boy pulled a sword and pointing it at donghyuck, it's tip almost tickling his adam apple.