48.
Taehyung's POV
I awoke the next morning, my secretary pulling my curtains open earlier than usual.
However I was getting much longer sleep now that I was home in the castle compared to my earlier starts on Jungkook's ship.
So I didn't mind the earlier wake up as it didn't feel abnormal.
I sat up in bed, Jimin, shortly after wheeling in a cream coloured manikin with my coronation attire on it.
Hoseok walked in after Jimin, heading over to me to place a tray with a pot and cup of tea, and some rice dish for my breakfast on my lap.
I ate up silently, sort of feeling like a zombie.
Mostly because I know if I step out of order, my family or staff may become suspicious of my knowledge about Jungkook and his crew.
After breakfast and a lovely warm cup of mint tea, I got out of bed, wearing my satin blue sleep attire, changing with Jimin's help into my coronation outfit.
I looked magnificent with the clothing on.
I smiled, pleased by my appearance in the mirror that they finally brought back into my bedroom.
The hickeys on my neck have now become an odd yellow colour but it wasn't very noticeable with the tanned complexion of my skin.
Jungkook's soul is going to completely leave his body as he swoons over me later today.
Jimin checked over the outfit to make sure there were no loose threads while a maid brought me a toothbrush with some toothpaste already piped out onto the brush.
Someone else started styling my hair as I brushed my teeth.
I spat into a cup that the maid also brought, another cup refreshing my mouth with water before I spat it back in the cup for her to take away.
"Jimin, out of 10, how good do I look?" I asked him, turning to face him.
Jimin smiled at my soft goofy behaviour as I started posing for him, my hands grabbing the sides of my jacket to hold as I posed.
"Obviously a 10! I cannot let you look worse than a 10 on your coronation day sire." Jimin commented as my hairdresser walked away which meant Jimin could act less formal if he wished.
And to my surprise, he did act extremely informally.
His smaller frame moved closer to my body as he hugged me tightly.
I smiled, embracing the shorter male.
"I know I work for you, but thank you for being the best client I've ever had." Jimin said as he briefly let go of me, looking up at me.
I smiled a boxy grin before replying back, "Thank you for becoming my best friend and treating me like an everyday normal person."
Jimin bowed his head as he cutely smiled, his eyes forming into crescents.
"I will miss you." Jimin said quietly before he walked away from me.
I sighed knowing my best friend could see right through me, that today was my chance to escape, and that I plan on leaving with Jungkook and his crew.
My eyes scanned to the doorway where Yoongi now stood in a suit, like the one he wore on the ship from the banquet.
It could have possibly even been that same suit from on the boat.
"Looking dashing again." I commented as he realized I was looking at him.
He raised his eyebrows, clicking to what I said.
I don't care if I make the castle staff panic.
Yet I don't think Yoongi would tell anyone either if he knew I remembered the pirates.
"Got to have a nice suit while I am escorting you into the church sire." Yoongi replied.
"True, I'm just surprised by the familiar outfit." I hummed.
Jimin then walked back inside my bedroom, following behind Jin as he walked over to me wearing an outfit Jimin must have made for him too.
His suit was more of a tan colour then mine, but had similar diamante's as mine.
"Looking good." Jin commented.
"Thanks." I replied as we looked at each other in the mirror.
"I was talking about myself." Jin snickered.
I rolled my eyes, making him laugh.
Jimin fixed up the pocket on Jin's pants while we stood together.
"Excited?" Jin asked.
"Nervous." I replied.
Jin nodded.
"It's not my coronation and I am already nervous for you." Jin mentioned.
"Why is that?" I asked curiously.
"Because I think you are going to muck up in front of hundreds of people, and then the journalists are going to spread it throughout every newspaper." Jin replied.
I scoffed, does my own brother think I am that clumsy or unrepresentable that I would do that?
"Why would I muck up? I just do as I am told." I remarked.
"Psh, you could not come. That would be one way you can muck up." Jin commented.
Does Jin also think I am going to do something?
Yet his idea is that I just don't turn up?
But how would I not turn up when I have the entire castle staff who'd make sure I attended.
Hell, the entire of South Korea would be waiting for the news of my coronation, so the public too would make sure I make it there.
I didn't even think of Jin's plan.
"I will be attending my own coronation." I snickered.
"Good. Because everyone is counting on you Taehyung." Jin snapped before walking away as Jimin had finished with his pocket.
I watched him leave as I furrowed my eyebrows.
Jimin shrugged at Jin's behaviour to me before leaving the room himself.
I too followed as I want to get my coronation over and done with as soon as possible.
Jungkook's POV
Yesterday a knife and note got thrown into the crew's cell.
Thankfully Dawon was literate after her father broke rules and made sure his only daughter was also educated years ago, which was beneficial right now as the rest of my crew are illiterate.
The note was written in fancy cursive writing, so it was a good presumption that it was Taehyung's writing, even though Taehyung had signed it off at the bottom.
But it was still possible it'd be someone else playing tricks on us.
The note stated how Taehyung learnt every speech he needed to say at his Coronation which meant he could say it all quickly without needing to copy what another person said.
This meant the coronation would be over sooner.
Once his coronation was over, he was going to come to where I would be hung, but hopefully I can get away with stalling and use the weapon he provided for me.
Then Taehyung and I would come get our crew and escape.
Whether that was on my ship or another ship that we stole.
It all seems possible, but it depends if I can get out of being hung.
Dawon managed to throw the knife over to me from their cell.
I couldn't exactly reach over with my hands to pick it up, so I had to balance it on my foot until I got it to the height of my hands to grab.
I then stashed the knife into my pants belt as my shirt covered it and it would be unseen.
I was recalling the plan but my head shot up as someone walked into my cell.
A guard brought in a desk, another putting a tray on top of it.
"Breakfast, your last meal so saviour it." A guard snorted.
I stayed silent, looking at stale bread with a beef patty and freshly made cheese.
Of course they likely give whatever food is uneatable to their prisoners, trying to disguise it by some nice elements.
I walked closer to the table so the guards stepped back as my hands raised to the table.
Yet I couldn't move further than this because of the chains around my wrists and ankles.
I pulled the top piece of stale bread off, lifting up just the meat and the cheese to eat.
"Do pirates always eat so messily?" A guard commented while watching me eat.
This captivated my attention.
I made eye contact with the guard which seemed to make him uncomfortable.
"Not really. We only eat messily when we eat those that we slay in battle." I teased making him gulp.
"He's messing with you idiot." The guard beside him said, nudging the other guard's shoulder.
"How do you know whether I'm kidding or not if you're not a pirate?" I asked, before eating more of the meal.
"I've never heard of cannibalism being common among pirates." The guard stated.
After I was done chewing I responded, "Firstly, I doubt you know many pirates if you work for royals because we do not go anywhere near royals because they'd kill us for anything we do," I began.
"Secondly, ye may not realize because sometimes ye crew doesn't even know what ye are eating. Ye eat what you are given. No questions asked. A feed is a feed. If it lets ye live to sail the seas for another day, then ye would eat it." I said while staring at the younger looking guard who originally asked the question about my messy eating.
The guards looked very uncomfortable now which I think was a success for me.
The older looking guard than commented, "Shouldn't have raped the heir to the throne if you believe that royalty will kill you for anything you do at close proximity."
My fists balled up at this as my arms struggled while I tried to launch my body forward, only it pained my wrists and ankles from the motion as I didn't successfully get closer to any of them.
Yet both guards startled, jumping back.
"I don't rape people. I just have gay sex with other gay males." I grumbled in rage.
"Taehyung isn't gay." A guard snorted.
"Oh yeah? You must be as blind as the rest as everyone else if you believe that. You just believe that because of his title. You ever realize that ye all get a chance to have love with whatever gender because you can just not work for government services if ye are gay and want to hide your relationship, yet Taehyung doesn't get that same choice so has to live through heterosexual developments and choices that's beyond his damn fucking control!?" I shouted in anger.
"Hm, a smart pirate." The older male snorted.
"Can't be that smart if he ended up here." The younger one remarked.
"Nor if he's gonna be a dead pirate." The older male commented back.
"Come on. Eat up. We needa move you soon."
Only those words made me lose my appetite.
This actually could be my last meal.
If I am unsuccessful- If Taehyung is unsuccessful- This really could be one of the last things I do.
I pray that thy saviour can now be saved... But will there be room for two alphas aboard the ship to a better life?
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