Regent . PJM [Completed]

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[Jimin's POV]

The next morning, I woke before Sera. I smiled as I watched her sleeping figure. 

She looked so much at peace. 

Her face was smooth, no creases worrying her features. Her lips rested in a light smile, not showing any signs of stress. 

I decided not to wake her. 

Before I headed out anywhere, I washed up and changed into a fresh set of clean clothes. And for the first time, I dug out the box I had chucked into the depths of my drawers. 

It held my wedding ring. With great care, I took the shiny ring from its cushion and slid it on my finger. 

A perfect fit. 

Grabbing my phone, I slid it into my pocket and quietly made my way to the door. 

I wanted to speak with Namjoon to see if there was anything new to the investigation. 

I did not expect to see who was standing by the door. 

"Yoongi?! What the heck are you doing here?!" I asked in bewilderment. 

"I'm here because I am your personal bodyguard. I am on duty," he answered stoically. 

"I- You suffered third degree burns. Third degree! You should be in the hospital resting!" I huffed staring at his form which was- amazingly- still standing tall. 

God, I couldn't imagine how much pain he must be in. 

"The doctor released me, so I don't see what the problem is," he said, voice still as monotonous as ever. 

"God- You don't ever take a break do you?" A small smile played at his lips but he suppressed it. "You think this is funny? You're seriously injured-" 

"I am fine, Jimin," he stated sternly. "I know what my body can handle. If I could not handle this, I assure you, I wouldn't be standing here." 

"Hyung-" but I didn't finish my sentence as I heard a pair of feet leading a man down the empty hall. 

In fact, he seemed to be coming directly at us. 

As he got closer, I could see he was dressed in a guard's uniform. 

What was a guard doing in the royal corridors at this hour? 

Yoongi and I watched in silence, exchanging questionable glances until the man reached us. 

"Greetings your majesty," the man said, sinking into a bow. I acknowledged him and he stood back up. 

He was young. Almost too young to be a guard. His youthfulness reminded me of when Jungkook started as a palace guard. 

Although that was the only thing that resembled Jungkook.

This man seemed much more sophisticated, his jaw more square and his eyes more piercing. They weren't soft and doe-like such as Jungkook's. 

They had that mischievous glint of a young playful boy. 

"I am the temporary personal guard assigned to you, sir," he continued on. 

"A temporary guard? Namjoon did not tell me about this," I said, looking to Yoongi to see if he had any idea who this man was. Yoongi didn't look at me. 

"He just made the decision, sir. My name is Lucas. Chief Kim said that he would inform you in the later hours of the morning," Lucas said. 

Just as he said this, I heard my phone ring.