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Chapter 4: My Prince

"What are you doing here?"

The deep voice startled Enyd, making her tumble down to the ground. Her heart raced and her breath hitched when she turned her upper body to see the owner of the voice. Amber brown clashed with steel gray. A pair of hard eyes glowered at her, one eyebrow raised as if accusing her of a crime. Immediately, Enyd clambered to her feet, head bowing and her body getting in position for a curtsy.

"Your highness," she said slightly out of breath, still startled by the presence of the young royal.

As if it was even possible, the voice of the man lowered even more, almost to a growl, "I said. What. Are. You. Doing. Here?"

"Lady Park... she invited me, your highness," Enyd answered softly like she was talking to a wild animal.

The Prince scoffed, "Of course it was Aunt. State your name maiden."

Hearing the demand the girl dressed in pink stood straight, head raising to meet the gaze of the man. There was no denying he was easily one of the most handsome men she was ever seen. Long, slightly curly, rich brown locks adorned his head, a hint of tan painted his skin. Two thick eyebrows were placed elegantly above his brown orbs, one slanted eye accompanied by a double lid, while the other had a monolid, and a pair of soft pink lips were forming a frown. Two beauty marks scattered on the tip of his nose and his lower lip.

"My name is Min Enyd, your highness."

"Min Enyd..." he mused. "Are you, perhaps, Min Yoongi's sister?"

Enyd grinned sweetly at the name of her brother, "Yes your highness", Yoongi is my older brother."

"Is Yoongi here a swell?"

"No sir, Yoongi is with Jung Hoseok at the moment. Lady Park extended the invitation for tea to my mother and she insisted I come to visit the garden. She said the queen had been wanting to invite me, but she didn't get a chance," the girl shook her head.

At the mention of the deceased queen, the prince's eyes darkened and filled with hurt. Enyd mentally slapped herself. Why did you mention the queen? They both stood there silence awkwardly hanging in the air. Finally, the man cleared his throat.

"Very well," he nodded, "I shall be on my way." With that, he turned on his heel and started to walk away.

Enyd panicked. He couldn't go yet, not when she had upset him like that.

"My prince!" she called out.

The royal stopped and turned to her, one eyebrow raised.

"I'm sorry," Enyd said, "for your mother, I mean. She was a nice person. I may have met her only twice, but she was good to me."

The words slipped past her lips and sat heavily in the air, they were filled with regret. A nod answered her and he turned to exit the garden.

"My prince!" the harmonious voice exclaimed yet again.

This time he spun around to face her again, face impassive, only for his façade to break into confusion. There, in front of him, a few steps closer to his person was Enyd, one hand outstretched with a small paper bag clutched between her fingers.

"Would you like some chocolate?"

"Chocolate?" he said bemused.

Enyd nodded enthusiastically, "Hmm. My grandmother used to say that even on the bitterest day a bit of candy can sweeten up anything."

Stepping closer, she opened the bag, shaking it softly in offering. The boy walked closer, hand hesitantly reaching inside the bag. He grabbed a piece and held it in front of his face between pinched fingers. Enyd stared encouragingly, smile urging him to taste the candy. Skeptically, the prince popped the brown square into his mouth, savoring it slowly. Wonder replaced the sorrowful emotions in his eyes, and Enyd beamed at his reaction. The boy's eyes gently met hers again and hints of a smile threatened to grace his face.

He opened his mouth so say something, "PRINCE TAEHYUNG!" a voice interrupted him.

The boy in question snapped his head towards the direction of the person who was calling him, then back to her. It seemed like he wanted to say something but held back. He sighed.

"Thank you, Ms. Min. I must go now."

The corners of her mouth pulled upwards to form a charming smile. She pressed the bag of sweets gently onto his hands and took a few steps back, bidding him a farewell curtsy.

And with that Taehyung left.   

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Can I just say.... I freaking love Kim Taehyung. 

-V