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"How does it feel." One of the village girls fanned herself as she stood beside Taehyung. "You're the next in line to be king, aren't you?"
"Do you need a wife?" Another girl tugged at his arm. "Because i think I'd be a great queen."
"Ladies." Taehyung gently pushed them back. "I'm not looking to get married anytime soon."
The girls widened their eyes, pouting after he told them nothing but the truth. I rolled my eyes after they walked away, leaving Taehyung all flustered.
This was the first week of Namjoon as king, and so far, he hasn't done anything too stupid. My father and mother still live in the kingdom, but they can not give him orders anymore, which I find dumb.
"You've got all the ladies around you." I chuckled as I laid my arm on my younger brothers shoulder.
"Don't be silly." Taehyung shook his head. "You'll he queen before I'll ever make it to the throne."
"I'm not looking for love anymore." I shrugged my shoulders, and turned to pick up the water pot.
"Don't lose hope Alana." He softly hummed. "Not all men are like that, I promise."
"I know." I sighed. "The one I'm thinking of, is." I mumbled underneath my breath.
"Princess Alana." The maid called.
"Y-Yes." I nearly stumbled as I rushed to her with the pot in my hands.
"You haven't been socializing instead of doing your chores, have you?" She playfully raised her brow.
"No, of course not." I beamed a nervous smile, and slipped around the corner.
"Fill those pots with water!" She yelled out as I raced through the forest, giggling like a fool.
I was finally trusted back into the villages without supervision. It took them a while to trust me, but that's understandable. I did sneak out of my room and get myself into all sorts of trouble. I carried a heavy pot over my shoulders, using both my arms.
A smile appeared on my face as the sound of water came closer to where I stood. The waterfall's really beautiful around the spring time, warm enough to swim in too. I set the water pot down, not focused about filling it up, but about feeling the water fall against my skin. The small circle of water wasn't deep at all. It was like the shore at a beach. I was able to sit, and have the water come above, just to where my belly button was. I laid myself into the water, letting out a deep sigh of relief, doing so.
