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⊰ chapter eight ⊱
Evening came and Dara was laying on her chest again, devastated from all the thoughts occupying her mind. Anne had advised her to rest but it wasn't enough, Dara kept on thinking of what a stunt Jeon Jungkook had pulled to prove himself. And now with the King not listening to her whining or complaints, or anything she plotted, Jeon Jungkook will definitely end up being by her side.
Dara was a woman full of pride.
She had an ego as big as the sea and pride as deep as the ocean. When she took her time deciding if she should stay back in her chamber or roam around the kingdom, Dara couldn't come to a conclusion as Anne came down screaming, storming inside the Princess chamber, "Princess! The concubines that were sent have turned out to be Easterns! Prince Beckker is gone!"
"Fuck," Dara ran to her closet, grabbing out her blades.
When the other end of the Kingdom was a massacre, Jeon was only in his plain shirt about to lunch with his friends. He saw the commanders run down the corridors when his heart sank seeing the concubines marching towards the King's chamber. Jeon Jungkook grabbed a sword from the shielded walls and made a run down the same corridor when he was grabbed by the King himself in a corner; his face painted with sweat.
"My King," Jeon whispered, panting.
"What are you doing here? Go find Dara!" the King screeched, "If you lose her, I will behead you and feed you to my dogs."
Jeon didn't waste another second as he went against the running soldiers of the North to prevent the Easterns from breaking into the King's chambers. He heard the Kingdom Bells, calling everyone to hide in safety and the soldiers alerted. Jeon slipped on his way, taking a quick turn around the corner and jumping down the stairs. He stumbled on his way only to see the bloodshed in front of Dara's door.
His body lost control as he yelled out, "DARA."
Screeching and cursing, Dara frowned at him as she walked out, "What is it, soldier?"
His heart raced back to life as he arched his eyebrows and scrunched his face, "Get inside, goddammit. There has been an attack, the Easterns....what did you do?"
Dara's chamber was a blood pool. Concubines who led in the Easterns and came into revelation were dead, on top of another. Dara's white dress had come off her right shoulder, blood smudged across her chest and thigh, her arms and showered across her face. Her hands carried daggers.
She shrugged, "My maids helped."
Looking around the corner, Anne was an even more of a mess with two other maids along with her; helping with the dead bodies, stacking them at the corner. Jungkook shook his head, "Come again?"
Dara handed her soldier a dagger after sliding it out of her pocket, "How do you think I survived Meyrem, Jeon? They trained with me during my oath period. There are more of the Easterns, down the hall. They are here for my compass."
