Magic is feared. You have spent your life hiding because of it.
But when the magic across the land begins to fade, and the forests start to die, you are forced into an uneasy alliance with the very kingdom that once cast your kind out.
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Although you loved the smell of freshly baked goods, nothing could beat the smell of the Halcyon Forest after heavy rainfall. It was a different sort of smell, it felt refreshing, whereas the bakery just smelt like home. And yet, beneath the clean bite of rain and moss, there was something sour. A faint, almost imperceptible, like rot hidden beneath healthy bark.
Night had settled fully now. The summer rain left the air thick and humid as you disappeared deeper into the forest. Once you were well and truly hidden in the density of the forest, you shed your body of the long black cloak, letting the cooler air brush against your bare arms. A shiver traced down your spine.
"Are we planning on trekking during the night?" Jimin inquired whilst he too shed himself of this cloak, allowing his fluffy white ears and tail to spring to life again. His ears flicked once, then again, slower than usual, as if the forest itself muffled his senses.
You didn't bother answering his question as you exhaustedly slumped against a tree trunk, a tied hum escaping your lips afterwards. It wasn't that you were physically tired but emotionally? Yes. Whilst you and Jimin mindlessly followed the usual route out of the capital, your mind focused solely on the news Yoongi had informed you of.
You didn't favour the royal family and in fact, one could even say you loathed them. Yet the news still sat heavy in your chest. Yes, the King imposed a law that forced you and your kind to live the rest of your lives in the shadows in fear but he ruled with a golden heart. He was an honourable king who led with compassion. You weren't worried about who was next in line for the throne. Rumour has it Seokjin was the perfect candidate for the position... but one can only go so far with rumours. He hadn't earned the respect of the kingdom yet; meaning other Kingdoms would attempt to take advantage of this.
Everett; the capital of the Kingdom was in an exceptionally vulnerable state.
"Yoongi notifies us of the massive target on our heads and the next best thing you decide to do is take a break right in front of a popular trading path?" Jimin says, interrupting your thoughts.
"We are fine Jimin." Your reply before letting out a deep sigh. You didn't bother opening your eyes because you already knew his figure was looming over you with disdain. "No one will be wandering into the forest whilst rumours of the king's death looms the kinngd~." Hurriedly, Jimin pushes his index finger onto your lips, successfully stopping you from finishing your sentence. Snapping your eyes open in surprise, you watch as Jimin anxiously scans your surroundings, this causing you to lift an eyebrow in amusement.
"What in the world are you doing?" He begins, voice now in a more hushed state, "you don't know who is around."
You let out a small chuckle and swat his hand away, "Jimin stop with this paranoia, we are fin~." And just like that, you were proven wrong as the snapping of twigs catches your attention. Immediately alert, you spring to your feet and push Jimin behind you. "Whose there?," your steps are slow as you try to sneak up on the source of the rustling. However, a small breath of relief is heard escaping his lips when a small grey rabbit appears out from behind the bush. "See." You laugh, "you're just paranoid."
