The Stormbringer (Starlight #1) - Kim Taehyung/ BTS Fanfic (#SerendipityAwards)

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                         Taehyung

“Who are you?” I repeated the words, gazing in awe at the woman who had paused in her tracks just a few steps away from me. Her feet shifted uneasily over the quarried ground as she looked at me, a strange expression in her eyes.

“What do you mean? You know exactly who I am,” she answered, a little nervously.

I chuckled, “I have never seen anyone as exemplary with a bow and arrow as you! You can’t possibly be just a trainer.”

I watched her shoulders relax a little as some of the tension eased from her face. Had she expected me to say something else?

“Well, I did tell you I’m quite experienced,” Zephryn walked towards me, with slow, unhurried steps.

The moon had completely enveloped us in its haze, its effervescent shine spreading across the field. It was a decent compound, not as huge as the main grounds of the palace, but certainly more private. It had been specially designed to offer any guests staying with us the utmost comfort and privacy. And since we’d never had many guests, save for important occasions like the Solstice, it had become a place I often sought some reprieve in.

And tonight I had needed it.

The Field of Poppies, as Bo Ra liked to call it because of the excessive poppies which thrived there, was conveniently removed from any close entrances and exits and its sufficiently isolated location made it a perfect hideaway. And watching Zephryn appraise our surroundings, I knew I wasn’t the only one who thought so.

I followed her movements, my breath catching as her eyes traced my left shoulder blade swaddled with bandages, visible through my semi transparent shirt. She raised her gaze to meet mine and I could read the remonstrance in her eyes.

“The healers say I should recover in a couple of days. It’s actually not as bad as it looks. Just a graze.” I chirped lightly, attempting to dispel the awkwardness that had descended over us.

“You didn’t have to do it. I could’ve taken care of it myself,” Zephryn countered, folding her arms over her chest. She was clad in a sleeveless tunic which flowed down to her knees.

I tore my eyes away, grinning slightly as I ran my fingers through a bush of poppies. “Like I said, you were quite brilliant. But I couldn’t let you take all the credit now could I?”

I heard her huff as she plunked down on the grass and stretched out her legs. “You’re too much of a show off Prince.”

“And you’re too unmindful of your words. And manners,” I said with a raised eyebrow, my eyes purposely roving over her slender legs sprawled over the ground, making sure she saw me do it, “You do realize that your informality is quite scandalizing,” I continued, resisting the urge to smile.

Zephryn laughed, the sound of it reverberating through my chest. She patted the spot beside her, “C’mon Prince, we faced certain death and survived against all odds together today. I can’t think of a better reason to drop the honorifics,” She looked straight at me, a teasing expression on her face, “Can you?”

I grinned as I plopped down next to her, my legs now aligned with her toned ones. “I could’ve easily saved both of us.” Spots of fire danced on my fingertips as I tried to make my point.

Zephryn scoffed, “Please. I could see you heaving just after a couple of your flaming strikes. If I hadn’t been there, you would’ve probably succumbed on the spot.”

I laughed, “Now who’s the show off?”

She simply shrugged her shoulders, tilting her head back to gaze up at the moon.