2019

❛ His story ❜

"What is this?"

The small prince pointed towards the red roses, turning to his mother with curious eyes, "They are called roses, aren't they pretty?" She asked while patting his head, Jungkook turned to them and smiled. "Yes! They are pretty just like you." He kisses the back of his mother's hand.

The Queen just weakly smiled, wanting to spend the remaining time she has with her beloved son, even though she was well aware of her death, planned by her own husband.

-F L A S H B A C K-

The Queen walked around the garden, when a sting ran down her head, she closed her eyes in pain.

"I don't want you, I want to stay with Hari."

"You have to die"

She gasped for air, holding her heart and glancing over at the top of the palace, where the King's room was.

Being given the powers of Earth Deity, she was strong enough to read others bad thoughts about her, but the man who claimed to love her his whole life was doing this? It was unacceptable.

She was forced to marry him, with a blade against her father's head, with tears running down her face, she married him, but why now? Was he still not satisfied?

She smiled, "At least, I can be free now, why should I stop them, their own fate will betray them, they will rot till the last piece of their hearts are burned into mere ashes, this isn't the curse of a Queen, but a woman."

She said, absolutely no regret in her eyes as her eyes burned from hatred and despise.

-E N D O F F L A S H B A C K-

"Queen." The old maiden called her out with sad eyes, she didn't wanted to loose such a kind and elegant Queen, and for sure, Jungkook's mother was the best vampire Queen they could ever have.

The Queen just smiled, "There is no way they are going to be living a wanted life after killing me, till my last breath, I'll despise them." She said, getting up from her bed.

"My Lord, the King has asked for you in his room."

The maiden held her hands, not wanting to let her go to those demons. "No, don't worry, I am doing something that will be good for this World for the rest of centuries." The Queen kissed the back of her maiden's hands.

"I'll be there in a while." She told the guard, who simply bowed and left.

"I would like to meet Jungkook one last time." She said, smiling at the maiden.

"Mother?" The young prince ran to his mother's arms, "Where are you going?" He asked her, "Somewhere you wanted me to be, I am not going to be there for you anymore, so you have to be the best King." She told him, kissing his forehead.

"Why are you going?" Jungkook asked with tears in his eyes.

"Not everything remains forever." She said, wiping his tears. "If you love me, just be the best King to your people, and I'll be happy." She smiled, no tears in her eyes as she gave her son the flawless smile she had.

Jungkook just smiled, nodding his head.

The Queen walked out of the room with tears slowly running down her face, she wiped them, heaving a deep breathe before she knocked gently against the King's door.

"My Queen." He held her hands and gently pulled her inside, closing the door behind. "How are you, King?" She asked him, making him grin, he sure was handsome, just like his son, but his actions defined him well.

"I am fine." He exclaimed while kissing her hands. "Why did you want to see me?" She asked while sitting on the bed, making the King's grin widened, as he laughed.

"I have to tell you about something." He said, leaning into her face before he whispered in her ear.

"Your death."

The Queen sat still, not moving an inch as the smile remained. "You are pretty much of a naive woman to be honest, you should have been aware of this because of your divine powers." He laughed, backing off. "I am naive to think someone like you could have a heart." She said while staring at the wooden floor that shined under the light from the lamp, her eyes shined with tears.

"I don't want you, I want to stay with Hari." The words repeated themselves, just like the shadow she saw a few hours ago. "I never stopped you from loving someone else." She said while closing her hands in tight fists, he scoffed,

"You have to die."

He turned to the lamp, pushing it slightly as it fell against the wooden floor, the floor catching fire rapidly. The Queen still didn't move, the pain in her heart at this moment was bigger than any other pain.

The King chuckled and walked out out of the room,

The Queen smiled while looking over at the moon, "So this is the fate you gave me? You sure are cruel." She whispered, tears running down her face.

"Mother!" She turned to her son who just ran through the door. "Jungkook! Move away!" She got up, her eyes shined blue as she froze him in his spot.

She held her paining heart, falling on her knees as she yelled in pain. "Mother!" Jungkook cried when her mother fell on the floir, she was so close to him, yet so far away. "Mother." He sniffled, having the worst feeling in his heart.

"Jungkook, remember this." She whispered, smiling as she tried to reach out to her son, who raised his hand closer to her so her could hold it.

Her body started to vanish, he yelled and protested while shaking his head to stop his mother from going anywhere, but even he couldn't fight fate.

He reached her, and was about to hold her hand.

"I love you."

He finished, looking over at the moon, you knew he was hiding his tears after telling you the story behind the burning house in the woman's eyes, he had no regret that he told you about one of his most feared moments, because somehow, he was having just those feelings towards you. "Now, I won't be angry if you laugh at me." He said, turning to you.

"Why would I?" You asked, not looking away from his eyes.

His smile dropped as he took out a knife from his back.

"But I can assure you of something." He said, walking closer to you until he was really close.

"The day my feelings towards you disappear." He held your hand and made you hold the knife, before pointing it at his chest, right where his heart, he looked straight at you eyes with only passion, still holding your hand tightly in his as he confessed something he was the most serious about.

"You can cut through my heart, without any regrets."

You stared at him while the breeze blew past you, at this moment, you could feel the passion and pain, both in his eyes.

He leaned in, his lips lightly brushing against your as he whispered.

"Because these feelings were made especially for you, by me."

Before his lips met yours.