"children make prayers so thoughtlessly, building them up like sandcastles - and they are always surprised when suddenly the castle becomes real, and the iron gate grinds shut."

~ Catherynne M. Valente~

This is not what I expected.

A few hours prior, I was stunned and expected the priest-like man named Namjoon to sentence my execution. He made his distaste for me clear when he said that I wasn't a part of this place. But, it turns out that he's just not that fond of people not wearing the uniform inside the castle. That's why before even getting the chance to talk to him about my current situation, he ordered the douche guard to hand me to a maid that would "groom" me.

The maid is also a bitch. I remember her laughing when the douche guard shoved me inside one golden room. She also tried forcing me into a very revealing tangerine clothing but thanks to Namjoon's orders, I was instead given a much more comfortable golden long gown that's only revealing my neckline and collar bone. It has a high slit that ends just below my hip bone but I couldn't care less about that because it'll only show the skin if I sat down.

I think she also planned on making me bald but then again, thanks to the priest-like man, I was out of the room I was shoved in with my h/c hair still intact. She even had the nerve to bid me a sickening sweet goodbye and showered Namjoon with numerous compliments. Then, when the priest-like man turned his back to us, she shot me a glare which I reciprocated before walking away towards Namjoon.

Namjoon walked through several hallways covered in the deep yellow color with me trailing behind him. He was the only one who acted decent to me in this place so I kept my lips sealed even though I think that he'd keep on walking for hours. Yet after some more walking, passing endless trails of pillars, I tripped on the golden stilettos the bitch maid gave me. My ankle feels like it's gonna detach itself from my feet and I couldn't help but wince. Looking at the twisted joint, I saw that it started swelling making me grimace.

The loud thud of my fall seemed to make the priest-like man halt in his steps. He turned my way but he didn't lend me a hand or helped me up, instead he stared at me and I helplessly stared back at him.

"Wouldn't you help me up?" I asked, flinching at the ounce of embarrassment I felt after spoking such words.

"Stand." Namjoon stated and snapped his fingers.

I stared at him cluelessly before mentally giving myself a facepalm. Maybe he's not aloud to touch me? Because he's really a holy being?

He turned around and continued walking. I sighed before standing to my feet and following the priest-like man.

Wait—

I'm walking.

I'm walking and I can't feel any pain on my ankle anymore.

Glancing back at my feet, my eyes almost popped out of its sockets when no sign of injury was present in my line of vision. I even took the chance on lifting it to further inspect the once swelling area.

"Are you done yet inspecting your feet, darling?" Namjoon asked.

Looking up, I blushed under his amused eyes and because of the use of endearment. He chuckled, showing two dimples that are very attractive in my eyes.

"W-what—" He interrupted my question.

"I'm the sorcerer of this castle." He answered the question that I was about to ask earlier.

"Oh." I said, my lips parting in awe.

"Close." Namjoon muttered and my mouth automatically clamped shut making my teeth grit harshly. Scrunching my nose, I tried glaring at the man who just made my mouth close with the use of his magical powers. A look of pure amusement is now dancing across his attractive features.

"I'm sorry, darling. I just don't want you to catch flies in your mouth." The sorcerer chuckled once again.

Rolling my eyes playfully, I skipped towards the sorcerer. He looked at me in a strange way and raised a brow.

I grinned at him like a cheschire. "Where are you taking me, Mr. Magic?"

The sorcerer grimaced before answering my question. "First of all, I told you to call me Namjoon. If you don't want that, then Lord Namjoon would be the best." Namjoon remarked and I cringed at the use of the title before the name. "And, we're going to the throne room so I could introduce you to the princes."

"What do they look like? Are they princely like that knight in shining armor or are they princely like I'd get into bed with any whore?" I kidded.

"Watch your mouth, darling. If word spread that you just insulted the princes under the premises of the castle, you'll surely be in trouble." The sorcerer warned and I gulped, turning my attention to my hair instead. Playing with my h/c strands seems the most interesting thing to do as of that moment.

"You'll see when we get there. The princes would surely give you the impression of they are like when you meet them." He added.

Pursing my lips, I subtly nodded and continued walking behind the powerful man that's leading my way.

"Lord Namjoon!" A sudden panicked yell invaded the silent atmosphere.

Then, a man, dressed like the douche guard appeared before us. He kneeled infront of Namjoon catching his breath.

"My Lord, I-I w-was—" He stuttered out but my eyes widened at the next thing that happened.

The sorcerer placed his palm on the man's head and his white eyes glowed and the man collapsed on the floor entirely.

My shocked expression then morphed to one of a fear and I fall to my knees scrambling to take the man away from the sorcerer.

"Fear not, darling. That man is alive. I just took a peak of his memories to know what's the reason for his panicked state. It's natural." The sorcerer stated and I felt somehow relieved.

"I must go now and bring this man with me as I need to fix some matters before they get out of hand." Namjoon stated. "I think you're smart enough to find your own way to the throne room so I'm now taking my leave."

After those last words he spoke, he vanished in mid air leaving me to figure where I should go on my own. He didn't even left me a clue on where should I continue my path. The path infront of me is divided into two ways. It's either left or right and I don't know what to choose. Both paths seems like endless roads to follow.

All of a sudden, the golden floor on the right path turned silver. The grayish-white metal slowly covered the floors until the end of the path in my line of vision.

"Did Namjoon do that?" I asked out loud in no one in particular in that hallway.

Shrugging, I decided to take the right path and follow the trail of silver floors.

Maybe Namjoon did left a clue for me to follow. Just maybe.

When I was halfway the pathway, I felt goosebumps forming on my exposed skin and the feeling of being watched sent a shiver to run down my spine.

I hugged myself and rubbed the skin where goosebumps continue to form and proceeded on walking again. The feeling of being watched never left my system and I became more cautious on my next few steps.

The grayish-white trail made me turn a couple of right and left before I found myself in a dark area surrounded with more set of pillars than usual.

The pillars stood tall, shading the path infront of me making it appear darker. The scent of the deep yellow and grayish-white metal had gotten stronger upon my arrival. The chills running down my spine didn't also help my thoughts in processing where have I gotten myself into.

A very quick, almost unnoticeable thing crossed the pillars infront of me and I stumbled backwards because of shock. Squinting my eyes, I didn't notice any more movements on the dark area. But then, a gust of wind passed through me and one of my sleeves was torned after that. Gasping in obvious shock and fear, I tried calling out if someone would appear infront of me.

"Hello? Is someone other than me here?" I asked out loud, clutching the torned part of the fabric in my gown.

Another gust of wind passed through me and my other sleeve was gone. Shrieking in surprise, I yelled to no one in particular.

"Hey, what's your problem?! Why are you purposely ripping my gown?! Show yourself you imbecile!" I shouted, my nostrils flaring in furry.

I am not going to just wait until he strips me off of my clothes fully by ripping them apart one by one.

Out of the blue, I heard a very loud laughter that echoed through the walls of the dark area. The laugh sounded very demonic and I can't help but grimace at the thought. The laughing continued for some time before it turned into giggles. Seems like the laughter comes from the end of the path where any light isn't present at all.

Frowning, I started taking steps to the end of the path not until I heard a horrified scream and a loud thud was heard. All the courage left my system when I saw an eyeball roll out of the dark area of the end of the path and I started screaming while running towards where I assume I was before, taking random turns at every splitted way.

I was out of breath when I stopped running for my dear life and slumped to the pillar beside me. It was, I assume, far enough from the creepy place behind the large pillars at the end of the right path I chose to walk on earlier.

"Guards! Seize the concubine!" Someone yelled and not long after that, I was forced to my feet and was being dragged towards who knows where.

"W-where are you taking me?" I panicked as I recalled the incident that led me to this place, away from my lover.

"To the crowned prince. Such a shame for a concubine like you to walk around the castle barely clothed. I'm sure he'll be very much pleased if I tell him about one of his concubine's informal stroll along the castle's premises." The guard holding me chuckled as he tightened his grip on my arm making me hiss in pain.

Another douche guard to deal with.

"What are you even talking about? Let me go! I'm no concubine of the crowned prince and I just arrived in this castle earlier!" I protested, struggling from his hold. "I'd be very grateful if you bring me to Namjoon though."

The douche guard 2.0 glared at me. "Shut up, whore. You really have the nerve to call the royal sorcerer by his first name. I wonder what punishment would the crowned prince give you." He chuckled darkly. "I wished that the crowned prince put your delicate figure into consideration. My men and I could still get a use of it." He remarked, biting his lip.

I smiled at him sweetly before stomping the heel of my stilettos as hard as I can on one of his feet.

"Shut up, dumbass."

A/N
So..... Who wants to go back to jk already? The guy's been pouting most of the time now lol
This is an update because I've got some time to spare but I don't kniw if there still is on the upcoming week so enjoy it!

Just a quick question
Hot choco or Americano
???

Mine's hot choco coz it's been a year since I drank caffeine XD

BYE GUYS!

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~RG2108~