ɬɧɛ ɱąɖ ƙıŋɠ//℘ʝɱʄʄ

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Scroll after scroll, he kept his eyes on the blank columns at the bottom of the papers where he swayed the ink pen across the borderlines, drawing his initials on them before passing them down to his apparent assistant. Not much work was needed, to be honest, and all his signing were done by his very useful Psychotelesis power. He didn't need to move a pinky when getting these paper work done.

However, the long list of upcoming meetings and treaties were queuing up outside the palace but only one he was actually looking forward to. "1 more hour, your highness", his apparent assistant reminded with his mocking tone and a pair of dimples when he smiled, making the king himself smirked.

Jimin put away the scrolls with a light swipe of his finger and begun stretching when he got up from the big throne. Frankly, he found himself not getting as comfortable as he thought in the golden throne of his father and even with the cushioned seat, he still had to shift and stretch every now and them. He rolled his shoulders back and cracked his neck before plopping down again with his arms resting on the arm rests of the throne.

"1 more hour and our lovely treaty acquaintances will be here", Jimin whispered with mischief laced voice as he closed his eyes. Being a king is a dream come through and all but these paper works are slowly getting on his nerves. Then again, he had his trusty smarty pants assistant who helped him manage his king life. The blonde man with dimples have been keeping the new king company ever since he sat on the throne while the his other new council members are busy with....well nothing.

When Jimin took the throne, he took full responsibility of everything as well. From politics to boring religious courting, he settled all of them along with Taehyung and Namjoon. Like he mentioned, he choose those havoc-like vessels a his council members not to attend weddings and treaties but to guarantee him a win in every single war he fight in, to bring kingdoms to their knees at the new king of Inferno.

Though Jimin did try to assign Hoseok and Jungkook to a wedding matrimony in place of Taehyung since the groom claimed the prince to be 'unpredictable' around women but also worried for men as well. However, the two council members ended up striking the diamond wedding rings with a bolt of lightning and crashed the wedding roses with pebbles as, in their language of stupidity, blessing for the wedded couples. Yoongi had to hypnotize the entire hall of guest and erase the memories of Jungkook and Hoseok's disastrous use of their powers.

Other than Taehyung and Namjoon, Jimin found Yoongi quite the chill company to keep as well since the man do nothing more than complying the wishes of the young king and nap in the far corner of the throne room. Maybe it's because of their common mind set and points of view, Jimin and Yoongi were quite acquainted unlike the troublemakers or Seokjin who lingers around like a ghost and rarely shows up to crowded places, pretty much making his present very mild and unnoticeable.

"They didn't mention the names of those who'll be attending though, other than the king and queen of Ferns of course", Namjoon spoke as he reread the scroll sent by the kingdom that they had proposed a colonization to. The Fern kingdom replied back with a polite yet annoyed letter of treaty, wishing the new king to attend the meeting with them to negotiate though everyone knew Jimin never negotiate but still agreed to the king of Fern to hold a treaty in the palace of Inferno just for fun, you know?

"How rude...anyway, I'm excited to meet our dear future royal subjects", mockery laced his voice followed by deep chuckles before he stood up from his throne and walked down the small stairs. A maid swung his long velvet cape around his shoulder and clipped them in front of his collarbone before he exiting the throne room and towards the council chamber where he will be waiting for his treaty.

"Namjoon, do me a favor and call the boys in before they kill my guests", Jimin sighed and rolled his eyes as he strolled down the big hallway with maids stopping to bow at him. Namjoon let out a chuckle and nodded before walking off to hunt down those chaotic council member.