A just King who is admired for his caring nature towards his kingdom and its people. His patience, intelligence and wiseness. A King who is willing to do anything and reach any ends to protect the one he loves and cares about. Regardless of the ways...
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Yoongi tossed the sword from one hand to another. Testing the familiarity of the weight. Then, quickly both of hs hands tightly wrapped around the handle, swinging in from one side to another in a cross. A smile crawled on his face, as he closed his eyes, imagining himself facing enemies. His feet planted firmly on the ground, the swiftly dragged the sword from one side to another, along his torso level. Stopping abruptly to his right. His left leg stretched further, as eh spun around, drawing his sword with his movement. In one quick movement, he raised his sword up and brought it down with speed. The smirk on his on his face growing as he imagined one of his enemies falling down.
Then, he spun the sword in front of his body in an a horizontal eight shape before jabbing it forward. His other hand stretched out in the opposite direction, keeping his balance. He turned his face to the opposite, as if someone were behind him. Then, he spun around, jumping as if to avoid being hit in his leg, and jabbed the imaginary person with the hilt of his sword.
Yoongi drew his brows together. Shifting in his position and quickly holding out his sword in the other direction. He knew there was someone else in the room. He opened his eyes, and then raised his eyebrow when he saw Jimin looking at the sword directed towards him with wide eyes. He didn't seem scared, however. Which caught Yoongi's attention but he didn't voice it out.
"Do you need something, prince Jimin?" Yoongi asked, lowering his sword and standing in normal manner.
"Not quiet." Jimin answered, "The Lords are busy on some discussion with Earl Hoseok and General Namjoon, and I had nothing else to do."
Yoongi tilted his head slightly, "What about that book you were reading?"
Jimin blushed slightly, "I-uh, um, finsihed reading it." He bit down on his lips, slightly embarassed before speaking up again, "Do you mind, if we have a practice fight?"
"I don't, personally, no." Yoongi answered, "But I cannot afford hurting you in any manner."
"Are you saying I'm not good as a swordsman?" Jimin asked, putting on a slightly offended expression.
"No, of course not. But there is no saying."
Jimin turned around and walked to where all the swords were stacked up. Picking up the one nearest to him, he swung it around. Testing the weight on his hand. A statisfied smile on his face as he walked back.
"Well, if I do get injured," Jimin spoke, drawing each other as he looked directly at the King, "I suppose you would have to take care of me."
Yoongi opened his mouth to reply, but before he could Jimin lurched forward, jabbing the sword forward. Yoongi quickly side stepped, but he wasn't quick enough. The sword grazed past his cloth, and getting stuck in the knot of his belt. Yoongi frowned at the prince, who only smirked in return.
"Jimin-" Yoongi didn't get the chance to finish as he felt the belt around his waist loosen before falling down. Jimin smirked widely before stepping back and and the rested the flat of his sword over his shoulder.
