Prequel: Royal Exemption
A marriage between two countries took place and a legacy will relive. For the longest time, the Korean royalty hasn't herald an emperor or a king due to the recent descendants choices of partners which were mostly commoners...
I watched closely as princess Charlie was introduced to her first appointed advisor. She was too pleased that the supposedly given respect for her was interrupted by a friendly hug. What baffled me more is the new advisor's calm demeanor wherein if I were to receive such action, I'd be at least a little surprised.
It's like every move we make, for her, is predictable.
I'm getting a mentalist vibe from her that even now, just by judging her in silence her stares are penetrating. Her beautiful dark features even radiated a more alarming mystery.
Honey eyes, sun kissed skin, a sophisticated face. A ramp model's physique, impeccable runway fashion, not to mention the Brit accent...however if it weren't for her 4-5 inches designer stilts, she would probably just be a little taller than Charlie.
"Finally, my very own comrade!" 😊
Charlie was really happy.
She smiled at Charlie and bowed, however, her eyes were mostly stuck on me. I felt Namjoon nudged my side as he probably noticed what I'm seeing right now as well.
"Newbie advisor seemed to like pale guys... Tsk."
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"Stfu..."
She was looking at us, now with narrowed eyes.
"You think she can sense we're talking about he-"
"Shhhh. She's coming."
I cut off Namjoon's words. Princess Charlie was led to the crown prince's terrain and we were told to stay behind. The new advisor then, in such an elegant manner walked towards our direction. Hands shoved inside her white fashionable blazer's pockets.
Until she finally made her way to us.
With a smile on her face. A formal one.
Her eyes, remained narrowed.
Until she opened her mouth.
"I haven't formally introduced myself to the both of you. Well, once again, I'm Kashvi Naseer, I'm 24. It's nice to meet you both."
Namjoon in such a formal way introduce himself as well. When it was my turn, she took my hand and shook it. We were in such a professional state which kinda lessened the awkwardness. Until she asked for something which surprised us all.
