Masked King | m.yg p.jm

𝐒𝐈𝐄𝐁𝐄𝐍

"Put that motherfucking scumbag in the dungeons! I want to know who send him here. I don't care how you make him speak!"

The guards took the man and left the room with him.

"Jinyoung how is it possible for someone to get in my chamber without being seen by guards?!"

Jinyoung bowed down. "I have no idea sire. I only went to your room because two guards were found unconscious." The man from the Kim Kingdom looked serious into the kings eyes. "Your majesty, this palace has hundred of guards and soldiers. Only two were attacked by this man. You know what that means."

The king did exactly know what Jinyoung meant and he hated to say it out loud. "We have a spy in this castle."

Jinyoung nodded. "That's the only way someone could make it so far. He must have known the schedule of the guards and their shift change."

Yoongi was angry and clenched his fists.

"I will tell general Yang to inspect. No one breaks into my palace, tries to kill me and then lives a happy life!"

Jinyoung nodded and looked to Jimin. He noticed the boy still holding the kings sword.

"So it was Jimin who defeated the guy?" The guard asked.

Yoongi looked to the black haired boy. "How did you do that? Since when to slaves get trained in martial arts?"

Jimin looked at both of them before he answered: "I never had the possibility to learn martial arts, your highness. Today on my way to your chamber I saw the soldiers training outside the palace. I just memorized the movements."

Jinyoung and the king were suprised. "You just memorized it?"

The slave nodded. "Yes, sir," was his response.

Yoongi tilted his head a bit. "I have a better idea about what to do with you," the king spoke and had a grin on his face. "Jinyoung I want you to train him properly and in private. He'll be my secret protection when I am on meetings where guards are not allowed. Also he won't be noticed as much as you."

Jinyoung nodded. "That's a good idea, sire," he said and bowed, "I'll do as you wish your highness."

Yoongi looked at Jimin. "I have a question to you."

"You can ask me whatever you want your majesty. I will always answer the truth," the black haired boy said.

"You could have helped the man and be free but instead you protected me. Why?" The king asked interested.

Jimin laughed quietly. "If I had killed you I would not be free, your highness. I suppose you got the jade norigae?"

The king nodded.

"Well as long as you are the owner I follow you. I will serve everything you demand. I will never leave your side. I will be your slave until you die or I die," Jimin answered.

The king raised an eyebrow. "This is just a simple norigae. What has this to do with following me? Also you could have taken it with you."

Jimin smiled softly. "This is not just a norigae. My soul is connected with it. If I refuse a task I feel pain, and I can't touch it, or else I will also feel immense pain."

Yoongi looked on the norigae hanging on his hanbok. "Intreasting," he mumbled, "that's really interesting."