Lost Prince : Park Jimin

Chapter 42. Royal Ace

I felt a lump in my throat after I was done asking. There was a silence in the room that not even V could break. Mr. Ahmin went still, and after minutes did he reacted.

With a painful smile, he sighed and his eyes carried pain of hundreds of year. For the first time, I saw his pupils wet, 'So, you manage to figure out' he said with a dead smile and whispered, 'What kids'

I gulped and I had a lot to say but my lips couldn't just utter out. He soared down a little, and our neck from the ceiling, went to the bed.

'The man killed his mother and sister because he was a psycho' said V. I looked at him and I thanked him inside my brain for being here for me. What I would have done without him? I sighed lightly before turning my head back again.

'Yes, he was so psycho' added Mr. Ahmin.

'It must have been hard fo...' said V but was interrupted by Mr. Ahmin, 'It still is hard for me' he added.

'You must have hated your mother and sister' I said in order to get something out of him. My original question would still be, why did you killed your sister and mother.

'Nope, I loved them' he said and I raged up, why? But I could ask. I have never felt this powerless before. Actually, I did but nevermind...

'Yo guys solved the riddle, I'd let you grant one wish' he said and abruptly added with a happy smile, 'Well two this times'

Although being able to ask him a question did thundered butterflies in our stomach because who could in such a cracked position after Suga left us clueless. But being able to ask two questions, nothing could more pleasing.

'Why!' I asked him instantly and abruptly covered my lips with both my palms. What did I said.

He shook up, just a bit and added a terrific giggle I had never seen before. Almost like a completely different book cover, curved lips and wrinkled cheeks and closed eyes, 'You impressed me' he said and added, 'I have never been shock for centuries as much as I got today. Digging into history, ha? I wish I could ask you where did you find such an information'

V rubbed the back of his head in appreciation, 'I saw your written book' he said with a evergreen smile.

'Wow' Mr. Ahmin raised both of his eyebrows, 'I couldn't believe , it survived'

As he completed, I said, 'Although, we didn't got to read it'

Suga never let us peek in but did told us a clue. Mr. Ahmin used to be a human was my suspicion for long enough, but Suga cleared it out. Guess what, he used to be a human. Added to that, I am still unsure on why he killed his family, he doesn't seem to be psycho to me and also, how did he turned into a book.

Well whatever I had a lot to corner, this one added to the list. I excitedly asked him, 'So, tell us about our next flowering warrior'

V eagerly waited as much as I did, 'A god dancer with a J marked on his chest' he said and someone clicked in my brain for a fraction of millisecond.

I think I know someone like this, I looked at V and he was looking at me. Maybe he is thinking of someone too or maybe we are thinking of the same person. Who knows?

'And the second warrior?' I asked him and he answered in a way which could make us quite nuts, 'He already knows he is a flowering warrior'

My eyebrows raised up to the wooden ceiling and jaw dropped on the floor.

'Already knows!' said V loudly.

'Are you sure' I asked Mr. Ahmin but he wouldn't be like to get bothered by us anymore. He quickly shut down on the ground. I sighed while closing my eyes and ultimately placing him in the shelf he likes the most.

'A god dancer and a already knowing one' I said to V who was sitting on the couch which I never noticed before. Since most of the time I am here is to sleep for for riddles, what else?
I really wanted to hug him that way...

'Lets go out and think a bit in the fresh air' he said and he headed outside to the fields of our farm. I have never visited this place before since I never got chance to. I didn't recognized the plants, but they were somewhat like a rice plant, tall enough to reach our waist. Actually mine not his...

It felt as If we were crossing a river. When I laid my palm near the tip of the thin plants and walked ahead, it felt feather soft. It also had such a beautiful smile that my lungs lushed to have more of it. Some of them actually had tiny, darkest blue plump or flowers.

'What is it?' I asked V while looking at his face before returning my focus what layed ahead of me. It left ethereal and eternal as If I am somewhere out of this universe. My palms were soft, my lungs were lush and I was polite.

'You actually had drink this' he said.

'Drink this?' I stopped and asked him shattering all those above the world feelings and placing them aside for a second.

'Yup, It's the wine served into the royal kingdom' he said and added, 'It goes by the name' he added a weight, 'Royal Ace'

Royal ace! I recalled quickly or as quickly as I recalled it's taste. I can't believe, wine is extracted from a plant and especially like this. It's unbelievable, is it the juice of this plant or something to do with that plump like flower. Questions bought plots in my brain, they were driving me crazy. This wine is the most eligible for impressing a royal, may it be a pack between kingdom or just a formal gathering, nothing goes without this. And it's the best wine ever, drink it once and you wouldn't be able to taste any other. V understood my curiosity which was as if a blind saw this world for the first time.

'This plant blooms flower at the month of Arthro. The flower is bigger than your and mine face combined, but each plant only bear one for just a day. The flower has two berries in them inside their vibrant blue petals. The berries are delicate jelly like, bursting at any moment you touch them. When eaten raw, it's the best appetite. The taste is sweet and watery much to what your taste buds lives for. But when crushed and extracted juice in a barrel, it turns and stored for years, it is what is known as Royal Ace' he said.

My jaw dropped completely when I heard all this, 'Wow' I said in a whisper.

'The taste of this has a lot to do with the barrel it had been stored in. The barrel made from the wood of rosélandie is exceptionally sweet and sour but the wood from the barrel of lemonladé is the very definition of heaven.

'Why do we store it for so long, doesn't it get rotten?' I asked him as quickly as he stopped.

'No, it's a pure medicine to began with, a cure for many infections and disease, liver friendly and as good as a green tea' he said and I was getting more and more excited to hear from him. And also I inhaled as much as I could, I knew this all choked me but that wasn't the reason for now. The beautifully fragrance I had never felt before.

'Beside from being used as wine and medical treatments, it's been used as a perfume too!' he said and my eyebrows raised, 'I am actually wearing one of perfume made from Liliáce' he said and pulled my closer to him, probably near to his armpits.

When I thought, this place would stink me out, it didn't! In fact it was smelling as beautiful as the flower itself does. What an alcohol!

I shook up just a bit until I realised I was close, precisely close to V's face. His eyes stumble upon me which made me nervous the moment.

I can't seem to read his blank expressions but his gaze complicated me the most. His lips look as soft as silk pillows and pink glanced inside his peach pink lips. I wanna place my hand upon his lips, feel it push back and the plumpy feeling it bounces off against my thumb.

He leaned a bit closer to me, and closed his eyes while tilting his head. My heartbeat ranged, and felt as if a hammer hitting my chest from the inside. There is an anxious feeling I have, do I really want it.

I can't lie the fact that I really want it. Kiss... K-kiss.. Kis.