His Majesty Kim Taehyung

The Balcony

TAEHYUNG POV
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"Your Majesty." Head Palace Minister and my best friend bowed, politely.

"Namjoon." I say, smirking and bowing back.

"Hello, sir. You are wanted in the Dining Hall by the King and Queen."

I sighed, "What now?"

But Namjoon just shrugged. "That is beyond my knowledge, sir." He bows deeply

"You don't have to keep with the formalities when we are alone." Then I bent towards his ear, whispering "I won't have your head cut off."

We both chuckle for a moment at my joke before I leave and make my way down to the Dining Hall. We only use it for special guests so this is either... a partnership with another Kingdom through our economy or-

I am cut short from my thoughts as I stare into the the room. A young woman dressed in a purple dress, flowing down past her ankles. She was wearing a tiara, embedded with matching crystals to her gown.

-or and arranged marrige proposal.

I grip the handle of the door that i had just opened. I take in the other humans in the room with her and see a man, whom I don't recognise. He is late fifties mabey early sixties, also dressed in that same purple, the exact shade of a suffocating person. He also wears a crown. Must be the father.

And ofcourse my parents. Dressed in their finest, crowns presented on their heads proudly.

"Come in, Taehyung." My father's voice bellows across the large hall, snapping me out of a daze and making me realise that I had been staring a while.

I walk into the room and bow to the strangers, before my father speaks again.

"Taehyung meet The King of Molwla and The Princess Jennie of Molwla."

Princess Jennie smiles at me in a way that makes me think.

What a slut.

It's seductive and sly but not good enough for me.

"You are to be married in a month so I hope you can get to know each other." My mother's voice began to cloud as soon as she said the first 5 words.

"Stop!" I growl.

Everyone stares at me, disgusted and offended.

"HOW CAN YOU EXPECT ME TO MARRY SOMEONE I BARELY KNOW?" I scream.

"YOU BOTH KNOW WHAT I WANT. I WANT TO FALL IN LOVE AND BE HAPPILY MARRIED AND NOT TO SOME GOLD-DIGGING BITCH!"

I storm from the room, in a whirlwind of emotion.

This wasn't the first time either. There was the Princess of Lyniya and the Princess of Allemaua and the Princess of Jecaus and the Princess of Hollyant and the Princess of Drensay. The list was endless.

This wasn't the life for me.

I ran to my bedroom, slinging on some loose clothes and my sunglasses, before sitting on the edge of my marble balcony.

And I jumped.

I needed to leave.

Y/N POV
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"Where do you think you are going missy?"

Well shit. Here we go again.

"I-I" then there is a stinging sensation across my left cheek as a hand hits me, sending me down to the floor and into the rubbish bag pile below me.

"What should we do now? What shall we do to punish the poor little baby, hm?" Another voice sounded down the alley way. An all too familiar voice.

"I don't know. Why don't we play with it here and leave it cold and naked and bruised. That'll teach it."

And then all of a sudden everything is black.

They just blindfolded me.

Shit.

Suddenly I feel the cold air on my chest, as my shirt is ripped off my shoulders.

TAEHYUNG POV
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I was walking the streets of Noble street, outside my home when I heard an earpeircing scream and some deep evil laughs.

Running towards the noise, my heart begins to beat ridiculously fast.

As I turn into the alley I see it.

A half naked woman being raped by two men.

Her exposed body is brusied and red, covered in the remains of someone's meal they threw out, as she lays on the rubbish bag pile.

My heart throbs.

I make a quick call to Namjoon and then walk down the alley towards the crime scene.

"What the Hell is going on here?"

Y/N POV
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"What the Hell is going on here?"

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