'You know, you don't feel like. a smile having not known of the war,' he grew suspicious of me by each passing second.
I broke into cold sweat and thought of a possible ways to lie. But my face was clearly wrinkled and anxious.
'H-Hyung, I am a slave', I nervously uttered.
But he wasn't someone to really care for such stuffs, 'Go fast Pabo and return before evening'
He laid his warm palm on my cheek. I could feel his heat and his beautiful eyes, his juicy lips...
I moved closer to him and tried to hug him but he didn't realise and turned back.
I glared him from behind, so broad...
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I walked along with Jjanggu, he sniffed everything on the way and obviously steps ahead of me.
What kind of war had they faced? Oh Ya! If I could hurry now then I can pay a visit to Taeyung and ask him to teach me magic.
I hasten my steps but was quickly chased by Jjanggu until he had a stiffed competition.
Until we reached near a torn apart house which was wide and looked burnt. There was also a ground and a wooden fence.
I gasped before I could enter and Jjanggu just ran inside. He barked a few times and within seconds kids flooded out on him.
They wore torn clothing which almost shocked me, are they poor? I reached out to them and they too did the same. They were trying to hug me but could only reach out my knees.
"Kids, not tease him" an old man appeared. He seemed to have a stick hold for support and slightly bent. He was semi-bald and looked weak.
I greeted him and showed him the eggs I bought. He looked blissful and Happily showed me the way to inside.
I entered the house along with those bunch of kids carrying a positive smile with them. It looked vicious since everything was near to garbage.
I sat on the chair next to the old man, "Jin Hyung send me" I said after putting the eggs in the kitchen section.
He smiled, "Ah, he didn't come?" he asked.
"Nope, he might be busy, so he send me"
I would lie if I said I wasn't nervous. I wanted to continue the conversation but it was awkward and new to me.
"You guys are so helpful, these kids wouldn't have survived the war without the help of peasants"
"What war?" I asked unintentionally or it just came out.
He raised his white eyebrow and looked at me, "Are you kidding me?" he asked back.
I awkwardly smiled and rolled my eyes to the side. Suddenly a boy caught my eyes.
He skin was milky white and kinda round face with height a little smaller than me.
"Grandpa, I bought the milk," he said. His face looked innocent as a child.
The old man smiled again, "Thank you, Yeonjun"
Our eyes catch for a moment and I noticed something unusual. His earring, its from the royal family. Not that I like guys wearing earrings but it's the earring only members of the royal family wore.
It's a large blue pearl with an emblem of the tiger inside it. I used to wear it too but thankfully Grandma warned me about it earlier.
He stormed off before I could say anything, "Grandpa, who is this guy"
"He is a son of a peasant, such hard working kid" he smiles with comfort, "But don't call me grandpa I am still young"
I crept since most of his face bathed with wrinkles of old age.
Should I talk to him about this earring?
He sighed and sipped his barley tea, "I wish the royal family end this war soon...."
"Royal war...." I muttered to myself.
So, Jin was talking about the royal war? Probably, father is preparing for a terrible war. Just for the sake of getting immense power. But I need to find the seven legendary wizards before he could and stop the ceremony. Before he gains power over something far from human hands, I need to stop him. I need to find the seven flower like wizards.
"Ah, Jennie isn't home yet," he said.
"Whose Jennie, your daughter?" I asked.
"Nope, my granddaughter, she helps me a lot after her parents were murdered a few days ago"
"The war has taken so many lives right?" I felt sad to hear this but Jennie is quite a familiar name.
"Indeed, Jennie wouldn't have lost his father and me, my son, if it weren't for the war"
I hate father for taking so many lives, somehow I managed to pull back my tears. I thanked him and went out.
I walked out of the place with Jjanggu. The kids were not ready to let me go. But I have a mission to complete for which I have suffered so much...I sat in Asian squats and asked to Jjanggu, "Tell me where is Taeyung's house"
But he just waged his tail and tongue out with saliva ready to moisture me.
"TAEYUNG" I said every word a few times but he just couldn't recall anything.
God, this stupid useless dog...
I laid my hand on my chest and sighed, "God, this stupid....
I noticed something, the locket Taeyung gave me...
I showed it to Jjanggu and he sniffed his thoroughly, barked and ran away.
I chased after him in hope and a beautiful smile. Finally, stopped near a house and I was about to jump over the fence but noticed him peeing on the stone fence. I realised this isn't Taeyung' house.
Finally, after running for fifteen minutes, we reached to a familiar place. I ranged the bell and waited patiently but no response. I ranged the bell continuously until I heard Taeyung voice.
He opened the gate, " Why are you ranging the bell conti...
His eyes widen as he saw me, "Do you need something?" he asked.
"You!" I abruptly answered but saw his cheeks turn peach.
"You want me?" he whispered shyly.
"No, I want you to teach me magic" I desperately begged.
He closed the door!
What? I knocked on the door and rang while shouting his name.
"Taeyung, open! I need your help" I shouted but there wasn't any response.
"I don't have free time to teach you magic" He shouted form another side of the door. Guess he was standing against the gate.
"Taeyung please, Tae hyung, Taeyung hyung please!" I tried my level best but be didn't open the door.
At last, I gave a last try, "Taeyung, I'll kiss you......" I shouted out my lips.
"Why will you kiss Taeyung?" a familiar voice said from behind me, probably of a woman. I looked back to see her, but is she a friend or foe?
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Lost Prince : Park Jimin
FanficIn the midst of a ritual, someone has escaped finding peace and glory, eternal silence of the calm lakes of heaven. He who challenges to fight his father and return the 7 warriors their glory, would he taste triumph or salts on rock. Thy silence on...