A Vampire king |Kim Taehyung|(Wattys2019)

Past 2

Author's Point Of View~~

The King and The Prince arrived at the castle just when the sun has completely risen in the east. Illuminating their side of faces with soft sunlight. The weather was quite the opposite of their moods though. No one spoke through the entire ride to the castle. Taehyung who looks like, was in a deep thought while Jungkook would look at him time to time to check on him.

The Giant Front Gate was opened by the guards. Even some of the guards was looking at Taehyung, who didn't seem to look so good. At all. He is their King after all. They've been around Taehyung a lot. They know what type of Vampire he was. That powerful and dominating aura was gone. They felt bad for their King, but they can't do anything about it.

Taehyung knew the stares he was getting, but he had no energy to talk with anyone at that time. He didn't waste any time, quickly situating Forest in the stables, he went inside of the castle without giving Jungkook a look, who understood him. Letting out a sigh, he stared at the front door where Taehyung's figure had disappeared.

On the way to his room, he could feel Lilly and Eleanor's presence somewhere around him. They were probably waiting for him to arrive, which they actually were. Standing behind a big column in the hallway, Lilly and Eleanor watched Taehyung go away with gloomy and pained expressions on their faces. Eleanor wanted to hug her brother so bad as he was going through a difficult time of his life. But she can't.

Taehyung needed some time alone.

On the other hand, Namjoon saw the arrival of Taehyung and Jungkook from his room balcony. The other princes were also in his room, sharing the same pained expressions. Jimin wanted to go to Taehyung so bad, but was stopped by Namjoon who turned to look at him.

"He needs some time alone"

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On the other side of the castle, Taehyung finally reached his room. Closing the door, he stood there while grabbing the door knob. Panting heavily as he put his forehead on the door while closing his eyes tight. He was so drained after he watched his mate go away, it felt as if a very part of him was gone and that's why he was completely weak.

Rose's unconscious face was still engraved in the back of his eyes. He can't get it out of his mind.

He was the same person who didn't wanted a mate. And now? It hurted him so bad to let go of his mate, to the point it was physically affecting him. Still, he can't hate this feeling, he was so glad that he met his other half and Changed his way of view on mates.

He had to let out the emotions somehow.

A thought struck him, turning around, looking at the stand that he never thought he will be using in the future. But at that time, it felt the best thing to do.

Putting off his suit on the bed, leaving first two buttons open of his black shirt as he loosened his tie to feel more at ease. Rolling the sleeves to his elbows, he slowly walked to the space of his room which was almost, you could say unused.

An Easel

With various types of colors and art accessories here and there on the shelves around the space. He absorbed all the things with amusement as a memory of Eleanor came to his vision,

Flashback,

"I don't want that thing in my room Eleanor. I will never use it" He said irritated by his sister as he watched her setting up the easel with many kinds of colors on the shelves.