"The Second Ruler" {Completed} (Yoon-Min)

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The day of Emperor Kim Taehyung and King Jeon Jungkook’s union had arrived, a day that had been meticulously prepared for over the past week.

Invitations had been sent to esteemed guests from distant lands, and the entire empire buzzed with anticipation.

The streets were adorned with vibrant decorations, and the ponds, lakes, and river bridges shimmered with elaborate floral arrangements.

The temple where the ceremony was to be held stood resplendent, its grandeur matched only by the palace itself.

Every detail had been attended to with the utmost care, from the alterations of the grooms’ wedding attire to the finery of Crown Prince Jimin, Royal Guard Yoongi, Hoseok, and Lady Lisa’s garments.

The preparations for the feast were just as meticulous; the quantity and variety of dishes to be served had been planned to perfection.

As the first rays of the sun crept over the mountaintops, heralding the arrival of a new day, the guests began to arrive, their carriages rolling in with an air of elegance and festivity.

It was early morning, the sun not yet high in the sky, casting a gentle golden hue over the empire.

In the bustling kitchen, Crown Prince Jimin moved with purpose, dressed in a simple yet elegant Hanfu.

His long ebony hair was tied into a bun, though a few stray strands dared to escape, disrupting his serenity.

His movements were swift and precise as he inspected the ingredients and ensured that the chefs had begun preparing breakfast for the esteemed guests.

His brows were furrowed in concentration, reflecting the weight of tradition.

In Elsiye, it was customary to offer a grand feast for visiting guests, much like in Goryeo, and now this tradition was carried forth in Goryesiyia.

“Have I not informed you last night, Chef Shi-foo? The guests will begin to arrive early in the morning,”

Jimin said, his voice carrying a sense of urgency and authority. He moved from one cooking station to another, verifying that everything was in order.

Chef Shi-foo, a seasoned culinary master, nodded respectfully.

“Yes, Your Highness. The preparations are well underway. The ingredients have all been delivered, and the chefs have started cooking. We shall have the breakfast ready in time for the guests,” he assured.

Jimin sighed in relief, but the furrow in his brows did not entirely disappear.

Jimin moved swiftly through the bustling kitchen, his eyes meticulously scanning the stockpots and trays.

The aroma of freshly prepared ingredients filled the air, mingling with the hum of activity.

“The royal guests from Calodania have arrived. We should serve them breakfast right after they freshen up,” he ordered, his voice gentle yet authoritative.

Chef Shi-foo, glanced up at Jimin, For a brief moment, their eyes met, and then Shi-foo quickly bowed, respecting the crown prince's presence.

“Certainly, Your Majesty, but what should we serve them?” he asked, his voice filled with deference. “There are still dishes that are half-cooked.”

Jimin paused, considering the options. His mind raced through the numerous delicacies they had planned.

He wanted to ensure the guests were offered a welcoming and satisfying meal.

“Let us begin with light and refreshing dishes,” he decided, his tone thoughtful.

“Serve the seasonal fruit platters, the spiced rice porridge, and the steamed buns filled with sweet red bean paste. Follow that with the herbal tea, brewed to perfection. This should suffice until the main courses are ready.”