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"Rejina, will he be alright?" Namjoon asked the lady physician who was applying ayurvedic upon Yoongi's shoulder injury. As a brother he was concerned for him.

"He will need to take rest for the upcoming week and keep applying the medicines to get refreshed faster. Who will take the responsibility?" Before anyone could answer Myeong stepped forward with s frown. "Here are the medicines he need to eat after every meal and this are the gel he have to apply upon the wounds he had gotten. Do you understand? Don't miss any of this otherwise he will not recover." Myeong nodded and took note of the medicines.

"When will he regain his consciousness?" Jimin asked with his arms folded and eyes focus on Yoongi's sleepless figure.

"A day or less? I certainly can't foresight that. Someone need to stay with him the whole time before he gets his senses back." She looked at Myeong expecting a nod. Myeong sighed and actually nodded.

The physician got up from her seat and bowed as she was about to walk away Hoseok stopped her. "Let me guide you to the exit?" He smiled like an angel while the physician blushed but pretended rough.

"Mhm...s-sure." and they left.

"Myeong can you...I am such a bad brother!" Namjoon held his head. "I couldn't save my brother nor did I understood him and always cursed him for being the cruel one while the reason he became cruel was our ignorance. He didn't change, we did. I'm sorry Yoongi-Hyung..." He cried while hugging Yoongi's unconscious body while Jimin put his hand on his shoulder.

"It's our fault Joon, not only yours." He stated with a sigh before turning at Myeong with a tired smile,"Thanks for taking care of our brother which we never did."

Myeong bit her lips feeling bad for Yoongi as well. Even though he was sadist, she had grown fond of him after learning him more. He did have a soft spot that she would love to witness again. She also wanted Yoongi to recover.

It was not her fault but somehow she also felt guilty for Yoongi's situation so she took upon the responsibility of taking care of him during the whole time he's injured.
She wondered if Yoongi would've ever let her take care of him if he has his senses.


10 days have been passed since Yoongi lost his senses.

The whole kingdom needed their ruler to be awaken and jurisdiction the country people. There was a huge ruckus going on between the country in these few days because of the absence of Their King.

The final option left looking forward for the well being of this country was to declare someone else as the king as the replacement of the Present.

That's different none of the prince's will ever agree to takeover the position of their brother when they know they're not capable enough to do.

Looking at the half healed wound placed on Yoongi's shoulder, Myeong started to apply the ayurvedic medicines maid by herself.

"Taking advantage of a man while he's asleep...? " Myeong's heart started to pound as loud as a dumb. She immediately take a glance at Yoongi who have his eyes half closed with a faint tired smile symbolic of his ill person.

Myeong couldn't hold back her happiness anymore as she jumped upon Yoongi for a hug. "You...are...f-finally awake, I though you will never come to life again..." Happy tears escaped her eyes as she held him like a koala while Yoongi was getting choked by her shoulder tightening his neck as he was trying his best to remove it, she held him tighter.

And finally when she let him go he huffed the breath he was holding back.

Yoongi was shocked to see how much audicity she have gained in the past few days though he didn't utter a single word, inhaling the sweet scent coming from her hair he blushed accidentally.

Myeong pulled away while biting her tongue though she was happy to see Yoongi gaining consciousness. "Are you fine
With meeting everyone now?"

Yoongi raised his eyebrows at the mention of everyone.

"Your brothers!" Myeong rolled her eyes while Yoongi wondered how she figured out about his curiosity but he didn't gave it much thought as he kept laying on the bed.

"Nah, am fine." Myeong looked at Yoongi with disbelief eyes.

"Your dear brothers haven't slept because they warry about you and here you-"

"I am tired, Myeong." Yoongi muttered with a soft yawn while Myeong understood the meaning behind this sentence. She felt pity for him again but she have no choice but to listen to him. "But you can do one thing..."

Myeong looked back at Yoongi. "Your demand is my command." Yoongi scoffed ag Myeong's cheesy words as he knew he was trying to butter him up.

"Make me tea" Yoongi simply uttered while Myeong who felt like throwing the glass vase at Yoongi just couldn't help it.

"But your majesty, what will I tell the guards-"

"That you are tired and wanted to have some?"

"Maids aren't allowed to drink Royal Tea."

"Is it? Then fine..." Yoongi was now trying his best to get up while Myeong's eyes shot up as she stopped him before he would stood up.

"The fuck is wrong with you? Can't you just act like a normal person for a goddamn minute! You're sick for god's sake..." She without her knowledge scolded Yoongi while he just stared up her like a lost kitty.

"I will change the rule so that you can bring tea for me....but what kind of language you choosing to curse me? I can't understand even a bit." Yoongi pouted while Myeong melted at his cuteness though she pulled herself together as she knew she have no other choices left.

Watching the people shift their inventories the guard merched forward towards a particular person.

"Farewell, Princess." He smiled not too wide but full of sorrow.

The woman looked at him for a whole second before she placed her hand on her cheek,"Come with me...I will treat you better, You can even become the king of our Empire if you marry me-"

"NO." He declined with an aggressive tone later speaking with a softer one. "I know....you have grown fond of me princess and beleive me....I also feel the same way but...but..we just can't be together. You're the princes-The Ruler of your kingdom where I am just an Army general of our Country. I have given my everything to my beloved motherland, I can't just leave it because of a silly love." He kept his head low while the smile upon Pranpriya's lips disappeared.

They didn't talk.
No proper goodbye's.

"If the situation was different, if the barrier of the Class never existed, would you've taken me?" Pranpriya asked while instead of replying San kept silent.

"It's the time of your departure, Princess." San stated, not too loud, not too soft, but a roughness, a feeling of pain lingered among those words.

Pranpriya got up into her carriage never looking back at San. She knew if she looked, she probably had to stay here far from her own land.

She knows it too well about the consequence.

The world would never take in their relationship easily.

And they are not strong enough to fight them.

They didn't spoke much but they knew what they feel about eachother and it will never be described in some few spoken words.

The carriage left with longing hearts and an incomplete story.


As Yoongi took a sip of his tea he noticed Myeong looking at him Not so dearly. "What, You want some?"

She greeted her teeths. "You should have something to feed your hunger instead of drinking tea, it's not good for your lungs."

"Are you taking medical classes or something?" Yoongi joked while Myeong got more furious.

"You're so stupid! Who told you to jump and save other by harming yourself?" Myeong complained despite knowing her line she kept crossing it. She can't believe him as a king.

Yoongi scratched his jaw before again looking at Myeong with full interest ,"Do you know the defination of a king? A ruler who have to take care of his nation and lead them a good life. If I can't just take a bruise lightly, I am not worthy enough for my position."

This all great stuffs sounded nothing to Myeong as the generation she have came from have nothing to do with this. They don't have to think about the problems of other people or the whole Nation, they all only mine their own business, lives their own life and then die.

Myeong huffed in defeat as she knew she will never win a debate with Yoongi.

"I will eat but in a condition."

"What it is?"

"You've to eat with me." Yoongi smiled while Myeong rolled her eyes.

"I know you despise me much and wanna make my life hell but that doesn't mean I am gonna take all of your bullshits forever. You want me to get scolded from The head maid and enjoy it when she will insult me infront of other maids, right?"

Yoongi frowned at the things Myeong just mentioned. It was all true that Yoongi disliked her from the start but....somehow...it have became a habit. She has became a habit. A habit he feels comfortable about.

"But, I just wanted you to stay with me a little longer?"

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Boring chapter ㆁ⁠ω⁠ㆁ
But believe me this book have came to an end.

Idk if I want to make a sequal because there is a new Seokjin book I am planning to publish after this (not to mention about 'Stuck in a Love Simulator', I love writing that).

On top of that our 1st semister exam is gonna take place soon so I need to finish this ASAP.

Hope you all are doing great as well, Love you guys a lot❣




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