『JenSoo Short Stories』

Lend Me Your Hand (3/4)

*Note - How Royals are addressed:

King/Queen - Your Majesty

Princess - Your Highness

Duke - Your Grace

Viscount - My Lord/Lord *last name*

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"She's ruining everything, father!" Jennie complains as she points an accusatory finger at her bodyguard. The Princess is standing in front of her father with Jisoo just a few feet away from her right side. "You know that this is a very important time now more than ever, so how am I to make any progress with someone if she constantly terrorizes them?!"

Seeing that Jennie was twenty-one, she was now of age to take part in the yearly courting season. Considering the fact that she was the heir, it was practically a given that she should find a significant other. Granted, it actually wasn't required for her to be married in order to rightfully take the throne, but Jennie wanted someone she loved at her side. So when it was announced that she would take part in this year's courting season, it was no surprise that nearly every young man has shown interest in her. But to the Princess' dismay, she struggled to keep one full conversation with someone during the first social thanks to Jisoo.

"I see," the King clasps his hands together. He appears to be deep in thought for a few seconds before clearing his throat. His eyes move to Jisoo. "Jisoo, I've known you for most of your life and clearly I have a lot of trust in you seeing that I've chosen you to protect my dear Jennie. And so, there is no doubt in my mind that you have a good reason for your... interruptions, correct?"

Jisoo bows, "Your Majesty, I assure you that when I do intervene, it is for the Princess' best interest."

Jennie scoffs in disbelief, Who does she think she is to know what's in my best interest?

The King looks back and forth between the two of them then sighs, "How about a compromise then? Jennie, dear, has there been any man who has held your attention?...Or maybe even a woman?"

"A woman?" Jennie asks astounded, her eyes quickly flicker to a particular bodyguard.

"Well, it is the 21st century dear, so who am I to assume you only like men? If you like women too, just know that your mother and I completely support you. As for continuing the royal bloodline, it shouldn't be difficult since you could have a donor-"

"Father," Jennie's face reddens as she interrupts to stop her father's supportive, but a bit embarrassing rambling. "There isn't a woman at the moment," she steals a glance at her bodyguard, "But thank you for letting me know where you and mother stand on the matter."

"So, I assume there is a man you have in mind, then?"

Before that question, a name had immediately come to her mind when her father had asked if there was anyone who had caught her interest, but of course it was one she wouldn't dare say now. She even scolded herself for even thinking of her first. As for the current question, although the name of a man didn't appear in her mind as quickly, she does think of one, "Yes, there is someone. The Viscount of Incheon, Lee Minho."

For a second, Jennie thought she heard someone on her right scoff.

"Well then, how about you just focus on Viscount Lee for now?" the King aims at Jennie, then looks to the bodyguard. "And Jisoo, you can keep an eye on the Viscount, but may only intervene when it is absolutely necessary, else just let them be. However, if anyone else approaches my daughter and you deem them skeptical, you may interrupt as I trust your judgment."