Pied Piper (Kim Namjoon x Reader)

Chapter 19

The Prince didn't stay long, he couldn't. For one thing, the guards outside might get suspicious and report to Daehan. The second is that if he stayed longer with you, he would never want to leave. He looked at the room, glaring at whatever he thought would make you uncomfortable. Disgusting floor, obnoxious stone wall, the colony of ants and cockroaches nested in the corner.

"I wish I could take you out of here and give you a proper bed." he had said. He also said your apartment was ransacked and practically destroyed. You sighed, not that you had any attachment to the apartment itself and you didn't have anything valuable. But now you don't have a home. He wrapped you up one last time, placing a peck on your forehead. "I'll be back when I can." he said, and you believed it. You'll always believe him.

When he left, he didn't let go of your hand. You can still feel it even now. It's been a whole two days. You didn't know what was happening outside nor if the Prince is okay. But he must be because the guards outside haven't talked about it. They usually talk about useless things, like which maid has the best body, disturbing things along that nature.

You and Yoongi had been talking frequently about what you two could do, though nothing substantial yet. You two are still stuck in prison. Just then the front door creaked open and Daehan's figure emerged from the shadows. He ignored Yoongi as he stood in front of your cell. He pierced at you with complete silence.

"What I can do for you, Satan?" you asked lazily. Yoongi bit back a snicker in the next cell. The guards grunted, as if that would scare you. Nothing could scare you now, you've seen it all.

"Well Princess, I would like to escort you to your execution." Daehan said, voice filled with confidence and greed. He searched your face for any reaction and laughed when he found it.

You stopped breathing and Yoongi scrambled to the barriers separating you two. "What the fuck? She didn't kill the King!" he yelled. Daehan didn't even look at him.

"Well someone did. And someone has to die." he shrugged.

"This is insane! Namjoon would never allow this." Yoongi was practically crying at this point. It pulled on your heartstring. What did you do to deserve such love and protection. One day you'll repay him.

"That's what you said when he put you in jail. And watch your mouth when you speak his name, I can't guarantee that you'll remain his guard when he becomes King. I'm not even sure if you'll be alive then."

"I'll kill you." Yoongi growled, he looked like a wolf, away from his pack and his elements.

"Min Yoongi, I suggest you stop. Unless you want to die today with Y/N." Daehan snapped.

"No, no." you spoke up, your voice shaking. "Just take me. Leave him alone."

"Y/N," Yoongi began.

Daehan smiled in victorious, "That's more like it." He gestured for a guard to open your door. You stood up, walking towards the door yourself. That same guard walked inside the room to place the handcuffs back around your wrists. You bit the inside of your mouth, debating if you should proceed with a plan you came up with last minute or not. You didn't tell Yoongi because he would reject immediately. But this might be your last chance at survival.

"I have a proposition." you suddenly said once you were out of the cell.

"I don't think you have any more bargaining chip, Princess." Daehan scoffed

"Well it's like you said, my title. Once the Prince is on the throne, there are still those who oppose this regime and in favor of the Moon. While I have no power to reclaim what's mine, I'm sure you could use my influence if you were to make drastic changes." you said in a low voice, not wanting Yoongi to hear this, but you could feel him watching you, not like a predator, but as a protector.

Daehan remained quiet and put on his thinking face which consisted of him scrunching his nose and his eyebrows. He didn't bother concealing his interest. "Though it would have been nice to see you die today, you make a good point. And I have started to take a liking to you." His thumb brushed your cheeks, just like the Prince did that night. But this touch held nothing but hatred and pure evil. You shivered under the touch.

"Y/N, what the hell are you doing?" Yoongi asked, this time closer to the barrier. You gave him a glance and hoped he would understand. This was what you needed to do, get closer to his hideout and figure out his plans.

"Fine, I will not give you an official title. You'll be my maid instead." he grin and Yoongi cursed under his breath. "And if you try to pull anything past me, I will kill you myself."

"Don't worry. I have too much to live for." As soon as you stepped outside, fresh air began filling your lungs. You savored every moment of it, knowing that it would be your last for awhile. The guards bump into you, indicating for you to start walking behind the Prime Minister.

In the distance, you saw him and your heart trembled. The Prince's face morphed into concern as he walked faster in the direction of you and Daehan. As he got nearer, he had to readjust himself and act like a puppet.

"Your Highness, what are you doing here?" Daehan asked.

"Nothing in particular. I was just checking up on the prisoners." He avoided looking at you because if he did, he would cry.

"I see. Well, I can tell you that the one down there is fine." he reported. You scoffed, Yoongi was not fine. He hasn't slept well and it clearly shows under his eyes.

"What are you doing with her then?"

"I'm taking her back to my house, where she will become my maid." The Prince snapped his head, but didn't look at his uncle. He looked at you instead, his eyes questioning whether it was true or not. You nodded lightly so that Daehan wouldn't notice. He had to understand why you're doing this, and he has to act like he doesn't care. He did both and you felt relieved.

"I see." he said, and then walked away.

Soon, you thought, soon he'll have the life he deserves.