Myeong Jo walked back to her room. You know the feeling when someone gives you a toy to play with and then says it's temporary. Just that feeling was going on inside her head. In one word, hurt and broken.

She laid down on the bed, tugging herself inside the blanket. She tried her best to hold on the tears. Her heart was broken. Not because Jimin was not hers, not because she couldn't stay here forever, not because she couldn't be his wife. Because she had to go back to that hell painful life. The same old life which she wanted to end yet she had go to back to that life.

She was thinking it would had been better if the comet didn't grant her wish. She would've been dead by now. She wouldn't had to stay alive to return to that life, that very life she wanted to end. She missed her brother. Knowing he thought her as a burden, yet she still missed him. After all, he raised her.

Myeong Jo hugged the pillow beside her tightly. She could really use some consolation now. But she didn't have anyone. She thought to herself, "I must tell Jimin tomorrow morning. I must do it. He has to know I am not his wife."

Speaking of which, what could've happened to the real wife? Where was she right now?

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"Wakey, wakey..."

A sweet voice rang inside her ears. She opened her eyes slowly. At first, it was blurry then when it was clear, it was him. Park Jimin.

"Good morning, darling. Let's wake up now, shall we?" he had a huge smile on his face and pulled the blanket away.

Myeong Jo kept her eyes on him as she sat upright, her hair messed like a bird nest. Jimin chuckled at her messy hair and ruffled it more.

"So cute." He grinned with his teeth.

Myeong Jo recalled everything from yesterday. She had to tell everything to him.

"Jimin-ssi, t-there's something I must tell you." She slowly uttered.

"Okay, but first, I'm cooking breakfast. So get up, shower and come downstairs." He sat closer to her and kissed her forehead. Then he got away from her.

Myeong Jo's eyes widened as big as ever. She stared at him with her mouth slightly open, surprised. Her heart was beating fast as ever.

"What? I can't do that to my wife?" Jimin chuckled at her.

Myeong Jo's cheeks flushed red, "N-no. B-but...you can't just--"

Jimin cut her off, "I can't keep myself away from you. I want to be with you all the time." He pouted his lips like a kid.

Myeong Jo blinked her eyes repeatedly at his action. He chuckled at her again and went out of the room.

After a while, Myeong Jo came to the royal dinning table. Usually the maids used to serve her. Today there was no maids at all. Surprised, she sat on a chair. The table was empty too.

She waited and after some time, the smell of hot breakfast flew under her nose. She immediately understood what was being cooked.

Then she saw a Jimin in a chef outfit, coming towards her with plates of breakfast in his hands like a professional. He even added a fake moustache under his nose.

Myeong Jo was at first surprised to see him like this. He placed the delicious food in front of her and began giving a lecture in French accent, "Good morning, Mademoiselle. Chef Jimin has prepared your favorite food all by himself."

She pressed her lips into a thin line; trying not to laugh.

"You are allowed to laugh, Mademoiselle." Jimin spoke and Myeong Jo burst into laughter. His face was too funny to bear.

"Oh God! What have you done to your face?" She said in between her laughs.

"Ah, I just added a bit of moustache and a spoonful of handsomeness also a pinch of romance into this face. That's why this face looks so handsome, right?"

She kept laughing at his ridiculous face.

"Well, Mademoiselle, enjoy the meal made by Chief Park Jimin. I shall go and tell the King that breakfast is ready." Saying he ran off to the kitchen and removed all of his outfits and moustache. He was happy that at least he made her laugh again like the old days.

He came back to the dinning table as his normal way and sat in front of her. Myeong Jo was smiling at him.

"I see Chief Park Jimin prepared breakfast. And trust me, he's the best chief in the whole kingdom." Jimin began eating his own food.

Myeong Jo ate one bite. Jimin was staring at her, wanting to know how was it. She knew he was looking at her but she deliberately didn't give him an answer. Actually she was teasing him.

"I always like Chief Park's meals. He has an unique way to cook food." Jimin was trying to know her opinion.

She hummed in response.

"In fact everyone loves his meal. Ah, I'm really proud of his cooking skill. I wish I could cook like him. At least you would tell me how did it taste." He was repeatedly trying to give a hint.

But she seemed to eat it quietly and not talking at all.

"Yah! It isn't that good?" He finally asked her, losing his patience.

Myeong Jo looked at him, "No, it is."

"Then why aren't you telling me?" he questioned her cutely.

"Do I have to?" she avoided his question and kept eating.

"Of course! It's like a rule to tell the cook about how the food tastes. Otherwise he won't know if it was actually good or not."

"But you just told me everyone likes Chief Park's meals." She muttered in a teasing tone.

Jimin licked his lower lips and got more interested into their couple fight, "But Chief Park would be more happy if The Queen tells him that his meal was tasty."

"Okay. If I meet Chief Park, I will tell him the breakfast is really delicious and it was well cooked." She also didn't stop their couple fight.

Both of them were enjoying it.

"But Chief Jimin is sitting right in front of you. Shouldn't you at least say thank you?" Jimin asked.

Myeong Jo stopped eating and looked at him, "Well, I don't see any Chief Jimin here. I only see The King."

Jimin furrowed his eyebrows, "Nothing else?"

She shook her head.

"Are you sure?" he asked again.

Myeong Jo got the hint. She knew he was trying to make her say the word Husband. Well she had no right to call him that. She felt uncomfortable suddenly, so to avoid the situation, she suddenly stood up and left the dinning hall, leaving him surprised at her action.

She stood in the balcony, arms crossed over her chest. Jimin tiptoed his way to her. He stood right behind her, unable to say what he wants.

"H-hey, Myeong Jo-ah...Sorry. I-I didn't want to..." He stuttered his words.

Myeong Jo was in a compact situation. Jimin deserved to do that with his wife. But not with her. She was not his wife. Calling her his wife and her calling him her husband was wrong.

"I-I'm sorry. I forgot you need more time. I just--" he mumbled, trying to apologize.

She turned towards him, sighing. "Jimin, there's something I must tell you."

"I know, I know! And I don't blame you. I know you want time and space from me since you don't remember me. But I just can't stay away from you. I miss you."

Jimin's sweet words were enough to melt anyone. Myeong Jo stared at him, confused what to say.

"We used to have so much fun. So much love. All of them suddenly vanishing, it's surprising for me. I want you to remember me. And I will do everything for you to do that. For that, you have to give me permission." He said firmly.

"P-permission?" She asked.

"Allow me to be your husband."

Her mouth dropped to surprise. That's the least thing she wanted.

"Or at least, let us continue our lives like we used to. Forgetting our past, let us start a new beginning. You and me." He began stepping towards her.

Myeong Jo, getting more surprised at his steps towards her, made her steps backwards slowly too. Her back touched the railing of the balcony. Jimin stood right in front of her, staring at her eyes without missing a single second.

"We were married, we are married. I know you can't remember. But for that reason, am I not allowed to treat you as my wife? Can't I talk to you like a husband does? Just because y-you don't recall?" Jimin asked, his eyes twitching.

She didn't know what to say. He was right in every way. But only she knew that couldn't happen. She was not his wife.

"I'm your husband, Myeong Jo. Stop behaving I am not. You not remembering me hurts me already. Now if you keep avoiding me, it will just kill me!" he suddenly yelled at her.

She shook at his words. Of course, he was right. He was totally right. But how could she tell him that he was wrong?

He backed away from her and walked away in a bad mood.

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The whole day Jimin avoided Myeong Jo. And trust me, she was feeling way too guilty. I mean every word of Jimin was right. But only she knew it wasn't right. She couldn't go around having him as her husband. But if she was gotta stay here for 149 days, she had to blend in.

Jimin would had avoided her even at night but unfortunately he had to come see her as the doctor came to check on Myeong Jo. For weekly check ups.

She was currently on the bed, the doctor beside her checking her eyes and stuff while King Jimin was just standing, leaning against the window. Myeong Jo was often peaking at him but he wasn't even sparing her a single glance.

"Well, it seems Your Highness is not as weak as she was before. Any improvements on her recollection?" the doctor eyed Jimin.

Surprised by his sudden eye notice, Jimin got shook and stuttered his words.

Myeong Jo cut him off by saying, "Uh, Doctor, I'm doing good. And I've been reading my diary which I hope will probably make my memories come back."

The doctor sighed a little, "Your Highness is in need of proper care. If the subject of your Kingdom hears about her condition, that may not be the right thing."

"I know, Doctor. I'll keep that in mind." Jimin assured the doctor.

The doctor bowed at both of them and left with a guard.

The room filled with silence as soon as the doctor left the room. Myeong Jo really wanted to break his anger. She wanted to talk to him. Jimin sighed a bit, came close to the bed and tugged her inside the blanket. Then without wishing her good night, he was about to leave.

But Myeong Jo held his wrist to stop him. Jimin looked back at her touch, surprised to her sudden hold. He looked at her; widening his eyes.

"Jimin?" Myeong Jo for the first time called him by his name. Other times she would call him with respect. Now she just called him casually. Which made Jimin as shocked as ever.

"I-I am sorry." she said, lowering her head.

"I-I know...you are very upset with me...for my stupid actions. I should be trying to take you and this Kingdom seriously. While I'm just playing around like a free girl." She chuckled slightly.

Jimin was listening to every word of hers carefully, with his widened eyes.

"You are right. You have every right to treat me like your wife. And I, though may not remember anything, should give you the chance and also treat you like my h-husband." She stuttered as she looked at him.

"So let me apologize to you. I hurt you unknowingly and knowingly. And in this unknown world, you are the only one there for me. If you keep being mad at me, I will just be lost. Lost in minds."

"Sorry. Please forgive me." She pouted her lips a little and lowered her eyes from him.

Her grip on his wrist was still tightened. Suddenly she felt herself into someone's warm embrace. Within a second, he was there, sitting beside her and hugging her like a teddy bear.

She knew she shouldn't do this yet she held him back too slowly. She meant every word truly but at the same time, she felt guilty for the real wife.

Jimin stroke her hair slightly, letting her feel so comfortable. She wiggled into his chest more, holding him tightly. No one hugged her ever like this. She realized this was what a hug is. A hug was where you feel like someone was protecting you from all good and bad things of the whole universe. Someone who wanted you to be loved and never be away from him.

"Sleep well, Jagi." He kissed her on her forehead.

He slowly got away from her, tugging herself again inside the blanket and putting the pillows beside her in case she fell down like a kid. He flashed a beautiful smile at her which made Myeong Jo immediately feeling happiness.

And then he left the room. She drifted into sleep peacefully thinking about his smile.

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The next morning, she was swinging herself in the swing inside their large beautiful garden. The birds were singing melodic tunes. And the leaves rustling as if winds were welcoming them.

She was closing her eyes, feeling the beauty of nature. Jimin walked to her and sat beside her without her knowing. He was thinking a way to surprise his silly wife. Suddenly he pecked her cheek and got away like an innocent child.

Myeong Jo flushed open her eyes and looked to her left to find her husband sitting with a cheesy smile. Her cheeks turned into red roses so she palmed her cheeks to cover it. She cleared her throat and looked away, her heart beating like crazy.

"Wae? My wife is shy-shy?" Jimin asked innocently.

"No! I was feeling...h-hot." She hand-fanned herself in a fast pace.

Jimin chuckled, "You don't probably remember my younger brother, do you?"

She looked at him, "No. But I know him. I read about him in my diary."

"His wedding is coming soon."

Myeong Jo's eyes widened in joy, "Jinjja? Wow! That's great!"

He smiled, "Yeah. It was already fixed before you know...you lost your memory."

She gulped down her throat.

"But don't worry. I didn't tell you about his wedding either. So you won't know it anyway." He chuckled at her.

Myeong Jo felt relief as she released a loud phew.

"There's a family gathering in three days. The bride's family arranged it. So you, me and Jungkook need to go to their castle as they invited us." Jimin said now swinging his legs back and forth too.

Myeong Jo fell into a deep thought. She fell into silence as she was thinking something deeply. Jimin noticed her sudden silence so he asked her, "What's wrong?"

She looked at him and decided to tell him. She could trust him.

"But I don't actually remember any rules of being a Queen or stuff."

He tilted his neck to the right as he failed to get her point.

"I mean how to behave, rule, speak like a Queen. I don't remember at all." She felt guilty as she said.

"Oh. Now that's a problem." He mumbled.

He held her shoulders, "Don't worry. I'll teach you how to be a queen."

"Really?" She asked with a faint smile.

He nodded with a wide smile.

"Look, I know you told me you'll teach me how to be a Queen. But that doesn't mean I will have to learn how to fight!" Myeong Jo objected as soon as their training for how to be a Queen began.

She was holding a sword with both hands. Well barely holding as she found it heavy. Her hands were shaking like a vibrator.

"Myeong Jo, you have to learn how to defend yourself. For that you need to know archery, gun shooting, horse riding along with sword fighting." Jimin pulled out a sword for his own.

"That many? B-but...How am I supposed to learn them?! "

He looked at her, "You already were skilled in everything. It won't take you that long to learn. The fighting skill will eventually come back into you."

Only if he knew that this Myeong Jo had never even seen a sword, forget about skill in fighting.

She gulped in fear and tried to hold the sword up with all her strength.

"Let's begin." He spoke as he lifted his sword easily.

After two hours of teaching basic sword fighting, Myeong Jo actually felt really good. In fact, she learned it so quickly that she was finding it very amusing. Jimin was being proud of his wife to see her learning so fast. Myeong Jo was given a basic training on sword fighting and during the practice trial, she even defeated Jimin.

Their lesson was over so they sat on the floor, sweating and drinking water. Fortunately, no guards were there. So the couple was enjoying their times.

"That was fun." Myeong Jo said.

He nodded, "I knew you would learn quickly."

She crawled slowly towards him and sat closer. "But tell me. Was I a really good fighter?"

"Of course! You were known to be as a great queen with fighting and defence skills. You even fought with me in a battle last year." he said the last part, smirking.

"Daebak! I can't believe it." Myeong Jo smiled nervously. Surely it wasn't her who fought.

"Let's go somewhere!" Jimin suggested with a smile.

"Where?"

"Carriage Riding."

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Just to remind you all, the next chapters of the story will have many romance and lovey-dovey things between our royal couple.😅🥰

See you tomorrow!