A/N: in memory of jung hoseok whom I've killed in the beginning of the book for no reason :"D why did i even make him a horseman he'd have been a beautiful prince

And no I'm not writing long author notes to reach the word count :)

WARNING: the chapter is unedited, unrevised, random, don't mind the chaos going down there cuz I changed parts of the plot while writing i-

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"When you are ready," She says, "Come and tell me everything. I shall always wait and be ready to listen, darling."

Seokjin thinks these words over and over again, his head spinning as he puts his head in his hand and tugs at the strands of his hair in frustration.

He leans against the wall in the hallway as he turns his head to the right, staring at the closed doors.

It has been a few hours since his wife has given birth, and it was a girlㅡthe doctor informed himㅡbut he hasn't seen her.

He knows he has to walk in whether now or later, but it has been tough to look at Yisun in the eye lately.

Jungkook has been acting eerie around him, too, and it makes Seokjin like a cat on hot bricks knowing it is almost the same way Taehyung used to act around him when he saw him leave Namjoon's room before his death that day.

It makes him wonder if Taehyung told Jungkook anything.

Finally mustering up some courage, he turns and opens the door, walking inside and not looking at his wife before he shuts the door and walks a few more steps in.

His eyes land on her, and he studies her for a second, noticing her pale face and tired eyes, exhaustion taking over her features.

His gaze then falls on the tiny creature wrapped up in a golden-yellow blanket and laying beside her. Seokjin walks closer and sits on the edge of the bed, then tugs at the blanket with one finger gently to reveal the baby's face, eyes closed and small lips slightly parted, forming a smile every few seconds and drops again only to make another smile.

A smile forms on Seokjin's lips unknowingly, and he finds himself staring at the baby for too long that he does not notice the tears in his eyes until Yisun's shaking hand wipes it away.

He finally looks up at her, taking her hand in his and slowly caressing it with his thumb.

"This is our creation," She says in a low tired voice, glancing at the baby girl. "She's beautiful."

"Indeed," He mumbles, eyes falling back on his daughter.

"Sohye."

Seokjin looks up when Yisun speaks, and he stares at her for a few seconds.

"I'm naming her Sohye," She says with a smile, and he smiles back, giving her one confirming nod before looking back at the girl.

"She will grow up in the Palace," Yisun says, "And it scares me so much."

"She will be fine."

"Not when everyone is like this, no."

"Are you suggesting something?" He asks, making eye contact with her.

She nods. "Can't we raise her somewhere else? A house far away and she will have everything she could ask for and know she's a princess, but she will come to the Palace only when she's of age."

Seokjin falls silent, his eyes unwavering as he looks at Yisun, then he finally shakes his head. "This is her home. She will live here and learn to live here. She is royalty and shall be raised in here."

Yisun sighs and looks away, too tired to argue back.

A knock cuts off her thoughts as Seokjin stands up and walks to the door to open it. He sees Jungkook on the other side of the door who just glares for a second before his expression turns neutral.

"May I come in? I would like to talk to Her Majesty," He says with a dull voice.

"I do not think so. She is tired now andㅡ"

"Is that Jungkook?" Yisun asks from where she is laying on the bed. "Let him in."

The King steps aside and Jungkook walks in as the other leaves and shuts the door.

"May I have a look at her?" Jungkook asks and Yisun nods, earning a grin from him as he approaches the bed.

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Seokjin walks down the hallway as thoughts run through his mind. It seems that even his newborn can not keep his mind off those horrid thoughts.

He stops abruptly when a deep voice cuts through the silence and he turns around.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty," Taehyung says as a grin plays on his face, "Now you have someone so precious to you."

Seokjin's heart accelerates at the hidden meaning behind Taehyung's words, but he pushes it to the back of his head.

"Was it you who killed Earl Park?"

Taehyung's smile falls, and he tilts his head to one side. "Me? Do I look like a murderer to you?"

"I would not be surprised if you did."

"Well, he deserved it, don't you think?" Taehyung shrugs. "Especially that you were the one who told him to kill me."

Seokjin freezes in place, his hand shaking at his side. "What are you talking about?"

"Oh, you know very well, dear king," Taehyung grumbles, rolling his eyes then looking back at Seokjin, "You told him to play and pretend to be on my side, but he had such horrible acting I figured it out the moment he walked in. It was fun to pretend I did not know, though."

Taehyung chuckles, shaking his head. "What a nasty move. And as you know, I do not keep quiet about such things, so wait for my next move."

He smiles, then he proceeds to walk away, humming an unfamiliar song to Seokjin's ears.

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A/N:

So like,,,, i know y'all want to kill me right now and this chapter is quite short and shitty too but this is like the 3rd time I try writing the chapter with completely different events going on each time

But at least I updated right? :D

I love you uwu

And this book is coming to an end so I'm trying to update more frequently

Thank yous