❝There will be a ball at the palace in two days. The king shall choose 100 women and one will be selected to be the prince's wife. Every woman above 16 and below 23 must be there in formal gowns and precious jewels. This is a royal command,❞
In whic...
"Welcome... to my humble home!" Taehyung shouted. Yeah, it was a humble house alright. A chandelier literally dangling on a 50 foot high ceiling.
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How nice.
"Oh, this is just my room, by the way." Taehyung collapsed into the sofa as he waved his hand casually. "The palace is a few buildings ahead."
"So- uh, what exactly are you? A king? Prince?" I asked, not really looking at him. I mean, if you were at such an amazing and luxurious place, you wouldn't be staring at some guy who you met 1 hour ago.
Oh shit.
What the hell am I doing at a random guy's house? Why am I so naive?
"I'm the Crown Prince." He stated lazily. I gagged on oxygen.
"COUGH wha- COUGH what?!" I'm talking to a PRINCE. Well, I kind of expected it. He could've been some mafia leaders or some celebrity, I don't know.
I blanked out.
Then I snapped back to my senses. HE IS A SOON-TO-BE KING! I NEED TO BOW DOWN!
I got down on my knees and stayed there for 5 minutes. Damn, I've never met royalty before, what am I supposed to say?
"I've committed a mortal sin, Your Highness!" I screamed. I heard it in some Korean drama. Sounds about right.
"Mortal sin? What did you do that I must kill you for?" He inquired.
kill?
"AGhGG don't kill me, sir! I have many more years to live!" I shot up from my position.
He chuckled.
"Fine. I won't kill you! But you will have to obey whatever I say,"
