Secret Order [Minsung <3]

Chapter 2 ♤

It was a peaceful morning. The air felt fresh and cool, the breeze was soft and calming.

"MINHOOOO!!!!"

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"Minho! Sir! Your training will start soon." The butler or we could call him Mr.Jin, called out to Minho while he tried to catch his breath after chasing the 7 year old child around the royal garden...which was huge.

"I don't need training anymoree"

"Yes you do! Remember the last time you skipped training? Your fathe--" Mr.Jin stopped mid sentence as he watched the expression of the younger changed drastically.

"Minho...let's just have fun in training ok? You're already good at them anyways." Mr.Jin said as he put his arm around Minho's shoulder in a form of comfort. Minho just nodded and followed Mr.Jin who was slowly leading Minho to the field for his training.

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*thud*

"Ergh..!" Minho groaned in pain as he fell to ground.

"I thought you have trainings."

"I-I do.."

"Then why are you so weak!" The king shouted as he shoved the pots and plates on the table to the side, breaking them.

"I-I'm sorry-ry" Minho stuttered as he went on his knees, not daring to look up to his father.

The king sighed as he looked down to his son, an expression that screams annoyance as he looked away from him.

"Train. Train until you are strong enough to be able to give me a single scratch. We may have peace and tranquillity today, but tomorrow will be another day. I'm doing this for your own good, son." The king spoke dropping the sword triggering a pin dropped silence followed by muffles and whimper from Minho's struggles of keeping his tears in.

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"AAaarrghh!!" Minho shouted as tears burst out flowing down his cheeks uncontrollably. Stings of pain was felt throughout his whole bruised body.

"I'll give you more than just a scratch..."

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The sound of sniffing could be heard in the busy streets of Levanter village. Although at night, the lanterns shone bright, enveloping the seemingly dark village into a lively one. But the sobbing of a particular child was not left unnoticed by a stranger who was coincidently just walking through the busy crowds of people.

"Are you ok?" The stranger wearing a dark coat with a hat that covers his eyes, asked the child who was hidden in between a bunch of boxes gathered with an alley way stretching out right behind him.

The boy continues to cry but looked up at the stranger who was lovingly staring into his eyes. "Did you separate with your parents?" He asked.

Although was struggling, the child manage to answer the stranger with a simple nod.

"Do you happen to know where your parents would usually be? I'll help bring you to them." The stranger offered.

The child just looked up to the stranger, tears still streaming down his cheeks.

"They're dead."

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"So this will be your room starting from today. Please make yourself comfortable." The stranger said as he smiled to the child after showing him, his new room.

Yes, he decided to take him in. The child still needs a place to live, someone to feed him and an environment that will give him a purpose to live.

The stranger gave the child a glass of milk and sat on the bed beside him. "How old are you?"

"5.."

The stranger smiled. "In five years time, I will bring you to my working place, and you'll start working for me ok?"

The child just nodded as he drank the milk that was given to him.

"I'll provide you everything, but in return, I will need your full cooperation ok?" The stranger continued as he stared down the child beside him with a calming but rather intimidating smile. Again, the child just nodded.

The stranger sighed before standing up. "One last thing."

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"What is your name?"

"Han Jisung."
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