Third person POV
The situation in the dining hall was tight! No one speaks a word, not even the young princes.
The ten of them gathered in the same room, eating their dinner silently. That was until one of the prince spoke.
"So how do you like your stay so far?"
Minghao nodded at him, "It's good. The bed was comfortable too." "As long as no one try to kill us, I'm good." Woozi answered coldly.
"Woozi hyung!" Mingyu gritted his teeth before he quickly apologized to them on Woozi's behalf.
"It's okay. We understand. I would do the same if some try to hurt my friend." Another guy said.
"Is this a good time to get to know each other?" the same guy asked. "I guess..." Minghao answered.
The guy gave them a bright smile. "Hi, my name is Hoseok. But they always call me Hope." His smile is as bright as the sun. "And I'm the third prince of Hwayangyeonhwa. The one who attacked you earlier-"
"I can introduce myself, thanks Hoseok." the cold guy cut him. "Yoongi. Nothing more, nothing less."
"And I'm Jimin." the cute looking guy smiled. "Sorry for what Yoongi hyung did back then. But he's a kind guy deep inside, trust me." "Stop that, Jimin-ah." The cold guy looked at the younger with a slight glare but it didn't affect the bright young one.
"Seokjin and I'm the eldest prince."
"Taehyung." a guy spoke with his deep voice.
Minghao, Woozi and Mingyu looked at another guy sitting in front of Mingyu, "Isn't it your turn?" Mingyu asked. "Do I have too?" he asked as he rolled his eyes. "Unless you want us to call you coconut head then feel free to keep quiet." Mingyu glared at him.
"The name's Jungkook. Don't you dare call me coconut head."
All heads turned to the person who was sitting at the end of the dining table.
He cleared his throat. "I am Kim Namjoon, the fourth prince and soon-to-be king of Hwayangyeonhwa."
Mingyu kept his eyes glued on Namjoon. "Did you say K-Kim?"
"Yes Kim Mingyu. The Kim. In fact, there are three of us are the Kim."
"What-"
Namjoon then nodded at his other brothers.
"Kim Taehyung." "Kim Seokjin"
Minghao frowned, "the Kims... does that mean you have element power as well?"
"No, not me and Taehyung. Only Namjoon. Which is why he's the most suitable among us to become the king." Seokjin explained.
"So you're the only one with element power? Do you somehow relate to my family?" Mingyu asked out of curiosity. He's just curious about his family tree. He is never a person who's interested in that but after he discovered Haneul, he's just thinking if he has other step-siblings or half-siblings he never knows.
"I look into it... and we're actually related, Kim Mingyu. It's from our great-grandparents. I didn't expect to be family-related with someone from Odemore. We've been enemies for years." Namjoon told him. "And I want to put a stop on this. We should become allies."
"Never!" Woozi slammed his hand on the dining table as he stood up, pushing the chair back. "Your kingdom has killed hundreds of Odemore people! Are you in the right state of mind to think that we could easily join force with you??"
Yoongi looked at him, "Calm your shit down, shortie." "You don't call me shortie, grumpy guy." Woozi growled at him. Yoongi raised his hand, "Should I use my power to shut your mouth?"
"Yoongi hyung, no-"
"Stay out of this, Jiminie." The guy warned the younger one who sat next to him. The younger one just pouted before he looked at Mingyu and the other apologetically.
Minghao looked at Namjoon, "Why are you doing this? Is it because you and Mingyu are related?" "No. Unlike my father, I'm not a fan of war. Like you said, Hwayangyeonhwa soldiers killed hundreds of Odemore people; and that includes children, women and the elderly. I really hate that sight. I want to change the way we live." Namjoon calmly explained.
"Will your father agree with this? Does he know?" Minghao kept asking him.
The room went dead silent.
Taehyung cleared his throat. "Father isn't feeling well now. That's why Namjoon hyung had to take over."
Yoongi scoffed, "Sorry Joon but I prefer father's way of ruling." "Come on hyung, I know you love killing people and all but until when do you want to live that way? What about the innocent? Odemore people didn't do anything to us. It's our ancestors... their ancestors... those before us who started it." Hoseok explained. "They make us believe that people in Odemore are bad people." He added.
"But they killed our messengers!"
"That's because they tried to stab our king and poisoned the food from the market. They could kill our people!" Mingyu gritted his teeth.
Seokjin sighed, "Yoongi, why don't you go to your room? You can't think right when you're angry. Now go to your room okay?"
"No I'm staying-"
"Jimin, please..." Seokjin looked at Jimin. The younger one nodded, "Okay. Hyung let's go." Jimin tried to pull on the elder's hand but he only pulled it away. "Don't touch me! I don't want to hurt you." He said before he got up from his chair and walked towards the door. The little one followed after him.
"There goes Yoongi hyung. You Odemore people really like to get on our nerves don't you?"
"Jungkook-"
"Shut up coconut head!" Mingyu glared at him. "Why don't you leave too? Let the mature one do the talking okay?"
"What-"
Mingyu and Jungkook kept glaring at each other.
"Jungkook..." Namjoon softly called his name. The youngest one turned to the soon-to-be king.
"Do me a favour okay? Let us do the talk. I don't think we can discuss things if you and him keep barking at each other like cats and dogs. So please let hyung do the job." Namjoon explained.
Jungkook let out a loud groan. "Fine!" He then got up and left the room after glaring at Mingyu one last time.
"Tae, aren't you leaving too?" Hoseok asked. Tae shook his head, "I'm staying, just in case some happen in here." He answered.
Namjoon nodded, "As long as you don't go attack them in the middle of the discussion then you can stay."
Author's note : I'm really sorry for updating this really slow. I just don't have enough time. Wake up at 5 in the morning, go to sleep at 11pm and I even work half day during on the Saturday. I just need time only to do my books, drawing, painting and calligraphy. Can't I have 48 hours a day? Or can I have 8 days a week? TT_TT sorry for the ranting
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