The Suitors | T&J | ✔️

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"Your highness?" I heard a voice call from behind me.

I took my gaze away from the ocean in front of me, from sitting on the stone bench.

"Oh Yoongi, hello" I offered a smile as I saw him walk in front of me.

He gave me a little smile back as he bowed his head, "your Father wishes to see you"

I rose an eyebrow, "can it not wait until dinner?"

Yoongi shook his head slowly. I looked at the pin on his jacket, it was a very important pin, it shown that he was the Hand of the King. It made me wonder why he was sent on the errand to find me, when a messenger could have been.

With a sigh, I nodded and stood up, wiping any dust from the back of my blue silk dress.

As we walked, many high class ladies that were on a stroll in the vibrant gardens we had around the Palace, all stopped and bowed to me which I gave them friendly smiles back. I could sense some apprehension coming from Yoongi. He was very young to be the Hand of the King, but he had proved himself on many occasions, and he descended his Father, when he passed from a stroke a year ago. Yoongi had already been apart of the high council for around three years at that point, and was part of the King's guard also, being very talented in combat.

As I thought about the King's guard, I saw my own personal guard turn the corner in the Palace as we got deeper into the royal quarters.

Jimin bowed his head at me as he waited for me to walk past him, and I raised the corner of my mouth into a smile as I saw his eyes light up.

"Jimin" Yoongi said in a greeting.

"Yoongi" he replied, I could hear his smile in his voice as he followed us.

My Father was busy writing on his desk, as the door opened for me, at the back of the council room. I watched his black hair fall forward, it was getting quite long.

I sat down on a chair on the long table, as Yoongi and Jimin stood to the side, near the desk. We waited for him to finish what he was doing, before he took a deep breath and leant back, and looked at me.

His green eyes were looking tired.

"Are you sleeping well?" I asked.

I watched as he gave me a little smile, "as best as can be, my darling"

I rose an eyebrow, and looked over to the staff that was stood by the doors, "please ask the doctor to grind up some herbs this evening for my Father"

The man quick bowed his head, and left the room.

My Father rolled his eyes at me, but I saw the small smile playing on his lips.

"You've got to look after yourself better, Father. I'm not ready to take over the throne yet" I teased at the end.

My Father pursed his lips, and I saw him glance over at Yoongi quickly before looking back at me. He stood up and walked around to the front of his desk, and leant back against it.

"Your twentieth birthday is this Saturday" my Father said, a matter of factly.

I nodded, "I'm glad you remember"

I heard Jimin's quick outtake of breath, trying to hide his laugh. I looked over to him to see Yoongi digging his elbow into Jimin's ribs quickly, which made me smile.

But my Father did laugh for a few seconds, "you know we are throwing a celebration for it. But Alessia, you will be twenty"

I rose an eyebrow, "yes, I am well aware of that fact, Father. What are you getting at?"