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"I'm afraid I can't explain myself, sir. Because I am not myself, you see?"

"I asked for pink roses so tell me why are they painted pink and not already pink?" The queen or king Jimin wasn't exactly sure. The guy was very handsome and dressed in fancy king worthy attire that was covered in small red hearts with a long red and black cloak trailing behind, and a gold red crown perched on his head. In his hand he held a long septer which he was using to point at at the gaurds mencingly.

"I will ask again nicely. Who dares paint my roses?" The guy asked glaring at the guard which looked eerily similar to playing cards. "Answer me!" He yelled.

The card guard began to argue amongst themselves on who did it. Then one of the guard had spotted Jimin trying to crawl away and decided 'hey why not blame this guy.' "It was him, your majesty" the card guard announced, while pointing at Jimin.

The cards parted way for the guy as he sauntered through them to reach Jimin. "Get up and answer me" the boy commanded Jimin.

Jimin slowly stood up and turned to face him. Wow, he was REALLY handsome Jimin thought.

"Um uh you see the thing is that wasn't me.." Jimin mumbled as he felt his face heat up and his body tremble.

The guy was taken aback for minute by Jimin. He thought Jimin was quite the looker and that's saying something because he never thought of anybody as much.

"Follow me." He commanded Jimin as he walked back down the path he came from.

"But, your Majesty, he painted the roses." A card guard called out.

The boy stopped and turned around and looked at the card guard with menacing look.

"Do not question me unless you want to lose your head." He said before he continued walking motioning Jimin to follow him.

Soon enough they had arrived to large grand palace with thousands.

The guy walked up the huge front palace steps leading Jimin inside. He then proceeded to walk down the main hall into the throne room where he sat on his throne as Jimin just stood there awkwardly.

"Hello there little one no need to be nervous." He spoke as he leaned back in his chair. "Mind telling me why you where painting my roses?"

"I never painted your roses, those guards were lying.." Jimin said as he stood there awkwardly in front of the guy.

"I should cut off their heads" the boy grumbles crossing his arms.

"Mind me asking who you are?" Jimin asks before shutting his mouth, maybe he was speaking too informal for a person who looked so...royal. Even though he knew it looked like Seokjin and sounded like Seokjin and we'll probably was Seokjin, he's seen most of his friends as some weird version of their real selves.

"I'm Kim Seokjin Queen... Or king of hearts, I go by either one" Jin says modestly.

"So what brings someone like you her-"

"Oh god hyung I was worried where you might have been!" Jimin yells.

"Oh I'm sorry... Did the middle of my sentence interrupt the beginning of yours?" Jin asks angrily that Jimin had interrupted.

"Oh I'm so sorry" Jimin blushed bowing.

"I warn you dear child, if I lose my temper, you lose your head, understand?" Jin asks.

Jimin sighed. 'What was with cutting off someone's head the solution to problema'

"I asked, if you understand" Jin repeats.

"Yes... Your majesty?" Jimin says confused to what to call him.

"Good, you must be tired, I'll get somebody to give you a room" Jin says.

Jin reached over and grabbed his hand, "I'm glad I found you Jimin" Jin says his eyes sparkling as he looked up at the awkwardly standing boy.

"Ah...thank you" Jimin says.

"I have to go off for some business but I'll have one of the guards show you to your room, Id better go" Jin says standing up from his throne.

"You know places to be, heads to be chopped, the normal" Jin says shrugging before walking off.

Jimin followed a guard but while he did he heard a voice whisper to him, it had seemed to be coming from dark corners of the huge place.

"Careful how you play your cards, when you have a queen in your hand"

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