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THE EMPEROR

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The Emperor

characters : “The 7 Dragons” Emperors; Min Yoongi, Kim Namjoon, Kim Seokjin, Jung Hoseok, Park Jimin, Kim Taehyung, Jeon Jungkook. Ahn Y/n. Bang Hyunsik. Soo Jaemin

cameos : Prince Park Jihyun (Emperor Jimin’s younger brother) , Jeon Junghyun (Emperor Jungkook’s older brother, the general of his military, Jung Jiwoo (Emperor Hoseok’s older sister, his advisor), and Cha Eunwoo (a soldier of the Kim’s empire)

word count : I have no idea

Warnings for this chapter : 🚨🚨🚨Brief mention of whores and sex. Brief mention of beheading 🚨🚨🚨

genre : fluff, angst, smut, action, emperor au

Author’s note : I am sorry I have not updated in so long! I had gotten my wisdom teeth taken out about a week ago and I am still recovering!

DO NOT PLAGIARIZE/STEAL OR YOU WILL BE REPORTED.

Disclaimer : in honor of spring i am going to be using 🌸and🌷and 🌺as indent markers

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𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓢𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓷

3rd POV

🌷Y/N stood still, the door slightly ajar, being cautious, focused on not being seen. Her breath hitched, her heart beating through her ears. Her knuckles turned white as she grasped the handle leading ti the boy. A loud silence fell upon everyone, the sudden downpour from being the only sound breaking the piercing silence.

🌺She looked at the guards standing besides the door, Y/N tilted her head to the side signaling for them to guard the main doors of the palace instead. She hesitantly held her knuckles above the door, afraid that maybe just maybe she would make the situation more worse than it already is. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, calming her nerves,p feeling her heart beat faster than normal. With a sigh, she opened the door to see the boys staring at her.

🌸Y/N looked at them, her eyes wandering around the room until she met eyes with Jimin. They stared at each other for a while, Jimin soon then ripped his gaze away from her, Y/N gulped wondering if he was mad at her. No, she knew he was mad at her. “I know you were eavesdropping.” Y/N gulped, looking down on shame and feeling her face heat up. Yoongi scoffed at her, pleased from how she cowered the moment she heard his voice. “Were you not taught not to listen to someone else’s conversation that doesn’t involve you?”

🌷Y/N scoffed, rolling her eyes at her husband, not giving a damn about his title. “Oh. But I’m sure I was involved considering you were talking about ME.” Yoongi walked away from his position, storming across the room towards her. Gripping her chin between his fingers, he tilted her head up, looking into her eyes and not minding their close proximity. “Now, why would you have a problem about my fellow allies and I talking about my beautiful wife? Or should I say my Empress?” Y/N’s eyes widened as Yoongi had confidently blurted out her secret.

🌺From the corner of her eyes she saw Jimin looking down, his knuckles turning white, figure taking a shaky deep breath. She felt her heart break for the vulnerable man, the vulnerable she can’t help but to love. Namjoon trailed where her gaze was and saw Jimin, breaking the silence, he clapped his hands. “Now, it is dark outside. The festival is today and the townspeople are getting ready. We should get going, ignore the problems for right now and celebrate. Yoongi, Jimin, and Y/N please stay behind. I need to speak to you privately.”

🌸Everyone else left, passing by Y/N offering her a small smile as they’ve come to find out a lot about her in a short amount of time. Taehyung stopped in front of Y/N with a harsh gaze, her looking down as he was still an emperor. Arms hugging her tight surprised her, realizing that the person was Taehyung, she hugged him back even though she had only met him. “I’m glad you’re my sister. If they cause you any problem just shout my name and Jin Hyung and I will rescue you, princess.” Y/N chuckled, letting each other go and separating ways.

🌷The door shut behind Y/N leaving her with her brother and two important people in her life. “Would you mind explaining what Yoongi meant when he called you his queen, Y/N?” Namjoon sat down on his seat, confused as to what was going on, confused as to why it felt like Jimin had to be part of this as well. Yoongi sat at the other of the long table, opposite of a Namjoon and Jimin, sighing as he already wanted this meeting to be over. Y/N looked at Yoongi, her eyes begging for help as she didn’t know whether or not to admit or deny Yoongi’s claim. “I was just joking around, Joon. Don’t take it too seriously.”

🌺Jimin scoffed at the words that came out of Yoongi’s mouth. “That’s bullshit, Yoongi Hyung. You know that.” Yoongi glared at him, crossing his arms, amused at the younger one’s response. “What bullshit, Jimin? We’ve known each other our whole lives. You know me, a jokester. Why can’t you take a joke? Were you actually scared I took your supposed woman? Weren’t you the one begging to fuck one of my whores when you came to my palace a couple days ago? A specific whore at that...Eunhye? Was it?” Jimin froze in his spot, his gaze now softer, filled with pity, focusing on Y/N and saw how her mouth was slightly ajar, probably due to the shock of hearing what Jimin had been doing.

🌸Namjoon sighed as his two best friends were arguing over something irrelevant. His gaze went to Y/N as the two other men continued to bicker back and forth, cursing each other out. Namjoon approached Y/N and put his hand on top of her shoulders making Y/N flinch. She looked at her supposed brother with saddened eyes, smiling bitterly at him she decided not to say anything fearing that she will break down the moment she opens her mouth.

🌷Namjoon took her hand and dragged her out of the room no longer caring for the two imbeciles he both considered best friends. Y/N mindlessly followed also no longer wanting to be in the same room with Jimin and Yoongi. After being dragged for a few minutes, she suddenly bumped into Namjoon’s back startling her in the process. She looked up only to see that he took her to the throne room. Y/N looked at him confused as to why he had brought her here out of all places and instead of celebrating the festival

🌺Namjoon looked at her and gestured for her to go in first. Fire suddenly illuminated the thrown room, the hallway getting brighter and brighter as the guards lit up the torches. Getting to the last to pair of torches, three thrones emerged from the dark, one that being bigger than the other two. “Appa...uh gave me his thrown. Though, I don’t know why. I thought that his throne would best suit Jin Hyung. However, even Jin Hyun didn’t want it, he told me that it was mine and always was.” Y/N looked at him and smiled, chuckling lightly. “Hey! What do you mean you don’t know! You’ve always been a leader, Joon. Ever since we were kids, you always were. Every time the three of us would go on an adventure, you would lead us to places. Not even the guards could do that so they had to follow you too!” Namjoon laughed loudly, remembering their antics as children, reminiscing the good memories.

🌸He remembered how they would always meet up, at one point he couldn’t hide it from his dad, excitedly telling him of his newly found friend, his reaction when he put the puzzle pieces together that you were their sister. “You’re going to have your thrown up there in a couple days. I’ve already told the blacksmiths to design you a thrown. That is if you’d like to stay here, my dear sister.” Y/N didn’t know what to answer. She had always known that she was welcomed in this kingdom, in the palace, she even had her own chambers. But to be an princess was something she was not ready for

🌷”Is there something wrong, Y/N?” Namjoon looked at her in worry, his gaze following hers. She was staring at the gigantic family portrait hung up above the thrones. Her father’s and her brothers’ individual portraits along with the portraits of past Kim emperors. “Why is your mom’s portrait not there?” Namjoon furrowed his eyebrows, realizing she was trying to avoid his question. “Don’t avoid the question, Y/N. Does it have something to do with what Yoongi had ‘jokingly’ mentioned back there? Are you really an Empress now?” Y/N seethed in anger at the mention of the bastard’s name. “No! I am merely a concubine.”

🌺Namjoon shook his head knowing his sister didn’t understand the full picture. “Y/N, you’re not a commoner. You are a princess. When an Emperor marries a royal, they become an Empress ruling his kingdom with him until their death, just like the sayings in the vows.” Namjoon walked up to his throne, tracing it with his fingertips, remembering looking up at his dad from his lap as a child whenever he sat down to deal with problems. “You can choose to stay here, while also being an Empress for the Min Empire and as a princess for the Kim Empire or you can choose to stay in the Min Empire. Either way, it’s a win-win situation as you do not lose any of your titles. The decision is yours.” Y/N felt as if the world was crumbling beneath her, so much has had happened all at once

🌸”But I don’t love Yoongi. I love Jimin. I don’t want to live in an empire with someone I do not love. I do not want to rule a kingdom where I feel like I don’t belong. I want to break my oath to Yoongi. I want to be with Jimin” Namjoon’s eyes widened at his sisters sudden statement. His eyes wandering around to see if any government officials were present. “Are you insane? Y/N, once you oath yourself to someone you cannot, and I repeat, cannot break it. If you publicly announced that you want to break the oath because you’re in love with someone else it will leave you headless.” Y/N wish he said the exact opposite, was Jimin worth it?

🌷”I know what you’re thinking, Y/N. I want you to listen. Jimin isn’t the one for you and-“ Y/N interrupted him, completely annoyed with everyone has been saying around her.

“How do you know what’s best for me?! Does EVERYONE happen to know what’s best for me except for myself?! I love Jimin and you can’t change-“

“He’s cheated on you multiple times, Y/N!”

Y/N froze in her spot, her mouth ajar, eyed as wide as saucers, stuttering, trying to process everything. Everything that happens and is happening.

🌺”No. Jimin told me he loved me. I may be pathed to Yoongi but Jimin is the one who owns my heart.” Namjoon sighed, rolling his eyes at Y/N who had always been hard-headed. “Jimin...I don’t know if he told you or if you’re aware at least...Jimin has a whore for every empire. Yoongi’s, ours, Hosoek’s, and Jungkook’s. You’re not the only woman beside his mom in his life.” Y/N couldn’t understand, well, she refused to listen and understand. He let his words go in one ear and out the other. “Yoongi..., he is a good man, Y/N. Don’t let rumors of him mess up your perspective of him. For Jimin, as much as I consider him my brother, he’s only been playing you this whole time. I’m sorry. I know you love him. We’ve known for a long while that you two were involved with each other. But now that the announcement that you and Yoongi are married, it can’t continue. I will make sure Jimin is not within 6 feet of you.”

🌸Y/N’s uneven breathing was heard throughout the massive room, her knees giving up on her eventually collapsing and her sobs became more loud and clear. Her nails forming crescents on the palm on her hands on how tight her fist was. She didn’t mind the pain, the pain that hurt the most was the heart break. She shook her head vigorously, denying her brother’s claims. “No brother would say that to me. No brother would make up lies just for her to stay away from someone she loves.”

🌷Namjoon sighed again, confused as to why his sister won’t believe him. “If you think I’m lying to you just to make you stay with Yoongi and leave Jimin then...then that’s up to you. I’ll leave you to talk with the government officials. If they ever mention you, I’ll say that you speak for yourself because clearly I can’t speak for you. I won’t ever speak for you ever again. You’re an Empress now, Y/N, whether or not you want to be. This was your destiny. Now let’s walk on our own paths because now you have your own that you want to walk by yourself in.”

“No, wait, Namjoon-“

“I presume I will see you at the festival, Princess Y/N. If not, good night.”

🌺When the door closed she didn’t run off after her brother even though she knew she was in the wrong. But she couldn’t control her feelings. She hated him. She felt more immense hatred for Yoongi. She hated herself and she hated Jimin. But she hated her Emperor more. She looked at the portrait of her dad, sitting in his thrown in his hanbok with a smile on his face, the only emperor who had a smile on his face in their royal portrait. “I’m sorry,...dad. I feel I’ve already failed you.”

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Y/N walked out of the frown room and out into the town considering no one knew her title she aimlessly wandered around. Eventually stumbling upon the seven emperors also aimlessly walking around with guards nearby, everyone making way for them. Y/N hid in the crowd as they stood in a line, the crowd gathering in front of the. Her eyes searched for a Jimin only for it to seem like he was out of this world. Y/N felt love and hatred towards him at the moment, to think someone had actually fooled her and used her.

🌷The General of the Royal Army’s booming voice hushed the voices amongst the crowd. “Today, we would like to make an announcement concerning all empires.” The general looked at Namjoon, receiving a nod from him and stepping up.

“These last few days have been very challenging for the allied Emperors. However, do not worry as we are trying our best to prepare for this altercation. No, it is not war, however, that doesn’t mean that this will be dealt with peace either. Along with that, my brothers and I have found news ourselves.” Silence fell amongst the crowd waiting for their Emperor to finish his speech. Y/N stood in the crowd also intrigued by what news he was going to announce.

“I’d like for us to introduce you to Empress Y/N of the Min Empire, sister to the the Three Kim Emperors.”

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erisfiles · 4 years

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“Even if My Love for You Killed Me.”

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“Even if My Love for You Killed Me”

characters : Kim Namjoon, Y/N

word count : sorry I’m too lazy to count

Warnings for this chapter : none

genre : angst. Hanahaki disease AU

Author’s note: Enjoy!

DO NOT PLAGIARIZE/STEAL OR YOU WILL BE REPORTED.

Disclaimer : in honor of spring i am going to be using 🌸and🌷and 🌺as indent markers

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3rd POV

🌷Y/N sat on the couch, her mind in space. She didn’t pay attention to the turned on T.V. In front of her, she was too caught up in her thoughts to care for the outside world. She felt her chest tighten as the sound of the clock ticked, it was as if it was mocking her. She squeezed her eyes as her chest pain got tighter, her hand clutched her T-shirt, bending down in pain she wanted to scream. She wanted to scream to let him the know the pain he is causing her.

🌸Hours passed and she was sitting there, she just wanted to go to sleep. Even then, she would wake up in pain. However, seeing Joonie had always made her smile. The edges of her lips had always turned upwards no matter what, even if it hurts to look at him, even if she knew that he didn’t love her anymore. She felts her eyes sting as she noticed she hadn’t blinked in a while, making her eyes tear up. Feeling suddenly emotional, she let out a sob.

🌺She tried to quiet down her sobs as she knew Joonie was coming soon. Her heart ached more and more as she thinks about the way her husband had been treating her for a year. She needed to leave, but she knew she wanted to stay. If she left him, no one would be able to make the side of his bed for him, to do his laundry, to clean up after him, to make sure he’s eating, and to make sure he’s loved.

🌷Y/N stood up, walking straight to the bathroom to calm down her puffy eyes and face with cold water. She felt her throat itch with each step she took, she felt the throat scratch the linings of her lungs day by day. She opened the drawer under the sink, reaching for a box of tissues amongst the many other boxes. She felt her hand touch nothing. She looked down realizing she had only one tissue box left. She sighed, sitting down on the bathroom floor. She didn’t want to look at her reflection, she knew she’s just become even more depressed if she did. She knew how she was ruining herself as she didn’t accept the surgery.

🌸She forced herself to stand up, walking to the balcony of their room. She smiled seeing her two twins playing in the backyard with their dog RapMon. She felt her heart clench once again as one day she was going to leave her children one day. She feared that if she got the surgery, not only will the love for her husband disappear, but so will the love for her children. She did not want them to experience it from her, but the twins knew. They knew how their father has been acting weird lately. Unknowingly, they knew what their was going through so they tried their best to live in the moment, with her.

🌺Y/N remembered when she had first experienced the symptoms, she was horrified. She did so much research about the disease, she gathered information from her friends that had done through the Hanahaki disease and the surgery. Funny enough, the only flowers she had been coughing were clematis, his birth flower. She had told him once, “My love for you is killing me.” But he had just shrugged it off and walked straight out of the house without another word, that conversation had not been brought up again. She cried herself that night, Namjoon missing from his side of the bed, probably in his mistress’. The thought of that made Y/N want to get the surgery, but she wanted to be with him even until her last breath, especially her kids.

🌷She refused to acknowledge that Her Joonie was cheating on her. The man that devoted himself to her, the man that promised to love her eternally. Her kids knew that their father had been unfaithful to their mother, choosing to not acknowledge his presence most of the time to make him taste his own medicine. Nonetheless, Namjoon did not care the least.

🌸For Namjoon, he knew he had been pushing away his family. With the stress work threw at him, he had been surrounded by the members and countless of staffs trying to comfort him at any time they can, and that was the problem. A woman had caught his eye, a woman that was not his wife. He knew that laying in bed while naked with her was something wrong. He felt his heart clench slightly as he thought of his wife. He thought it was harmless, he knew still loved his wife. He didn’t look at his mistress with love, it was just lust. They had an agreement.

🌺Looking at Y/N broke his heart. He saw the pain he is giving her but he wanted her to stay no matter how selfish it was. She didn’t know, but he had always embraced her tight when she was asleep and kissed his grip once Y/N started to stir in his sleep. He knew Y/N was in pain, but not to the point where she had a disease. In his mind, her pain will pass. He refused to know that he was hurting her more than he already was. And that mind set was going to stay.

🌷Back at home, Y/N had held their wedding picture, both young adults with the brightest smile on the earth as they looked at each other, hands intertwined, rings at show, just two people in the world, in love. The twins had fallen asleep already, clock finally hitting midnight. She let her kids do whatever they want today as she knew that it was her last day, she felt it. The last hospital visit were just multiple doctors encouraging her to take the surgery, something she knew she didn’t want even though she needed it.

🌸The sounds of the car door signified Namjoon’s arrival. The jiggling of the keys as he tried to open the door. Namjoon’s eyes softened at the sight in front of him. There sat Y/N the same way he has seen her awake at night, looking at pictures of their memories. She had always waited for him, he smiled at her lightly sitting down beside her. He put his arms around her in an embrace, “Thank you for waiting for me. I’m sorry for being late. Let’s go to bed now.” Y/N lightly nodded, kissing his cheek, and getting up on her own on the way to their bed room.

🌺Namjoon looked at her back as she walked away. He felt something was wrong as he felt his pulse raising, but like any other thing that worried him, he shrugged it off. He walked up the stairs right after her, not forgetting to stop by the twins’ room to kiss their foreheads good night even though they were asleep. He looked at them only to notice dried tear stains on their cheeks. He wiped them off with his thumb before walking away and closing the door.

🌷Reaching the bedroom, Namjoon saw Y/N sitting on the bed waiting for him. He rushed to the bathroom, also rushing his wash, not being able to wait to cuddle with his lovely wife. He jumped on the bed, turned off the light, and immediately engulfed her in his arms, not failing to notice Y/N’s enclosed fists. “What are you holding, baby?” Y/N just smiled and put her face in his neck, sniffing his scent, feeling content. She coughed, her fist covering her mouth. Y/N noticed the splatters tiny drops of blood on her hands but that didn’t bother her. She was happy he was here and that’s all that matters.

🌸Namjoon kisses the foo of her head, the warmth his wife was giving him left him content, left him relaxed. I will make it up to you. I promise , Namjoon thought. With that though he fell into a deep sleep due to his tiredness, thinking of ways to make up everything to his wife for the last year. He knew he was late to apologize and make up for things, but with their love they can overcome anything.

🌺The next morning, Namjoon woke up, the sight of his wife’s state startling him. His sobs taking over his body, the only sound to be heard in the household. The twins standing at the doorway.

“But I do love you, Y/N. I swear. Come back please.”

There she lay in bed, petals of clematis splattered in blood surrounding her as she felt her last heat beat, her gaze focused on their wedding picture, until she took her last breath and her world turned dark. In her hand, a note for him, something she hopes for him to read one day.

“I love you. Always and Forever. Even if my love for you killed me”

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erisfiles · 4 years

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Chapter 6

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The Emperor

characters : “The 7 Dragons” Emperors; Min Yoongi, Kim Namjoon, Kim Seokjin, Jung Hoseok, Park Jimin, Kim Taehyung, Jeon Jungkook. Ahn Y/n. Bang Hyunsik. Soo Jaemin

word count :

Warnings for this chapter : mentions of beheading and whores 🚨🚨

genre : fluff, angst, smut, action, emperor au

Author’s note: this takes place as the conversation between the seven emperors are happening in the dining room after she excused herself to her room‼️‼️

DO NOT PLAGIARIZE/STEAL OR YOU WILL BE REPORTED.

Disclaimer : in honor of spring i am going to be using 🌸and🌷and 🌺as indent markers

I do not own the picture of the poster, i had just edited it with the series title and my @🤗

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Author’s note: this takes place as the conversation between the seven emperors are happening in the dining room after she excused herself to her room‼️‼️and then flshabakc to Yoongi then back to her in her room. Heheheh

𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓢𝓲𝔁

3RD POV

🌷Y/N was in her bed, relaxing with her eyes closed. She had often forgot, or at least she had wanted to forget the day she oath herself to Yoongi. She just wanted to make her late dad proud, something she had failed to do most of her life before he passed away. She remembers her dad always telling her to follow what her heart says, to do what is always right. She had often heard him talk tom him about something about the truth to her mother but Y/N had never figured it out. Y/N remembered how she had been picked to work at the palace, an event that has happened for centuries whenever a new emperor was on the throne. Every woman in town had to stand in line in front of the palace, whoever had been picked were considered lucky as it was their chance to conceive with the emperor and earn the title of the queen.

🌸She remembered very clearly, standing in a line, along with other women. Princesses from other empires had also been there, but Min Yoongi was not interest in brats that were raised in loyalty as they lacked humbleness and dignity. At that point Y/N remembered him walking past her more than three times, feeling nervous and uneasy as she felt his burning gaze on her. No one was allowed to look at the emperor unless you were a government official or his consort. Emperors were to choose at least 11 women as his personal maids and possibly his personal prostitutes. It had always been an odd number as the odd one out happened to become his consort. However, this time the new Emperor Min had only picked one woman out of the hundreds that were in front of him. She vividly remembers how she had instantly bowed to her knees once the emperor’s shoes had come into view.

🌺Emperor Min had bent down to her height and snickered and started walking away, but not before doing what he thought, no, he knew he would enjoy the most, “I only want her, the rest of them can go home.” All of them women quietly gasped with widened eyes hearing such news, no emperor has only picked one woman. “Emperor Min, it will be your honor for me to be one of your prostitutes. I roomies you that you will not regret it.” Princess BangY/N looked up only to see Emperor Min walking away into his palace, soldiers gently picking her up from her feet and guiding her to the palace. “Miss Y/N, your personal belongings will be transferred to the palace very shortly, however, if you want to pack them yourselves you are welcomed to. “Uh yes...I would like to pack them myse-“ however, she had gotten interrupted by a voice. “I will go with you.” Y/N looked only to see the emperor himself. She had been quick to avoid eye contact as she had not wanted to be beheaded on her first day. “My dear...consort.” Y/N looked up at surprise but still managing to avoid his gaze. Yoongi took her chin in between his pointer finger and thumb lifting up her chin, “There’s nothing to be afraid of, beautiful. I won’t make you do anything you aren’t comfortable with.” With that he walked away, her intrigued by his caring but cold personality.

🌷The day of her wedding, she had been dressed in a silk wedding hanbok by the elderly maids. Her hair was styled up like a queen and her makeup was that of a queen. Y/N looked into the mirror appalled by her own beauty. She jumped in shock seeing a woman staring right at her making her turn around very quickly. She realized that the woman was part of a family portrait. Y/N looked closely at the woman, looking at her features, she reminds her of someone but she couldn’t seem to figure it out. “That is former Empress Min. She was the first empress, but with you in the picture, she won’t be the last, dear. She was the one that had changed the rules of this empire. No longer will it only be men that can run an empire, but also women. This rule will save so many women and children from getting killed when they birth a daughter to future emperors.”

🌸”I am glad my mum was not an empress then. My parents ran a butcher shop back in the Kim Empire but the Bang Empire had ambushed our town and had taken that land from the Kim’s.” The maid had sighed, shaking her head in understanding. “Ah yes, they’ve been trying to take over whole of Korea for the past few years, though they have failed, I am surprised the Kim empire hasn’t tried getting their land back.” Y/N nodded her head, not wanting to think about the best friends she had no choice but to abandon. They were possibly the emperors now considering its been years since she had left her home. “You’re young dear. I believe Emperor Min will wait a couple more years before he would want to conceive with you so you can also enjoy your youth. If anything, he is the one who knows the most about feeling entrapped in a bar-less prison.” Y/N would be lying if she said she didn’t miss Namjoon and Seokjin.

🌺”Well, dear, put on a show will you?”

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🌷Y/N stood at the balcony of the palace along with Yoongi by her side. They had not seen each other ever since the day she had been chosen. Yoongi had been busy dealing with trades and the alliance, while Y/N was being taught on how to behave like an empress. She felt her heart beat fast as she saw a huge crowd in and out of the palace grounds, many citizens witnessing the intermarriage between the emperor and his consort. She saw the bored faced of the government officials below them, it was as if they have witnessed this scene hundreds of times. Y/N faced him, who was already looking at her, looking into his emotionless face, cold eyes, his scar on his right eye intriguing her to the fullest. Every time she looked at him, she wondered if the rumors about him were true.

🌸After a few hours of the tradition ceremony beginning, it was time for her to say her vows. “...I oath myself...” Y/N visibly gulped, managing to swallow the lump in her throat that had been building up, realization had hit her that starting from today her life will be completely different, but she just smiled. “...to you, my emperor.” Yoongi smiled, but frowned in the inside as knew she did’t originally want to be his wife, she was just forced. He remembered when he had first saw her with her parents when he had visited the village to see if his people did into have any problems and none were in poverty. He visited the village once a month, even though none of the villagers knew what the new Emperor Min looked like, he had kept his head down fearing someone will fine out it was him. He had no guards to protect him as he walked down humbly through the streets of his village. He did not want to live up to the rumors people have made up of him, his people have nothing to fear of him.

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🌺He remembered stumbling upon a man screaming “fresh meat!” The word fresh had intrigued him, as an emperor he believed only he had the freshest food in his empire, he did not know his villagers also did. He noticed that he had never gone out to the village his whole life until he had become emperor, his father passing him the crown. He saw many villagers line up at the butcher, many conversing between themselves. Yoongi had been surprised that it seems everyone knew each other.

🌷Yoongi hesitantly walked to the end of the line, humbly putting his head down and his straw hat over his eyes, fearing that someone will recognize him. Even though know no one “knew” how the emperor looked like he had the fear that people will judge him and automatically try to overthrow him. Once his dad had passed him the crown, rumors have been going around that his citizens have been rioting, planning to kill off the Min’s. As time went by, the line had gotten shorter and shorter, however Yoongi had not noticed

🌸”Young man!” Yoongi froze in his spot, his whole body freezing. Yoongi wanted to look up at the man but he was scared. He fiddled with his fingers acting like he had not heard the man in front of him. Suddenly he felt a hand land on his shoulder, startling him in the process. He lifted his head up, only to stop right away from his eyes and his scar being revealed to the unknown man. “Yes?” Yoongi responded in a quiet voice, not knowing how to interact with others besides his parents. “This must be your first time, aye. What do you want? Pork? Beef? Chicken? It’s the freshest in town, I am sure you won’t regret picking any of them.” Yoongi saw how the man in front of him had smiled as he slightly put his head up, just realizing that it was his turn. Remembering his hand in his shoulder, he had immediately felt uncomfortable, “Please take your hands off of me.”

🌺Yoongi turned around only to see everyone going back to their daily lives. The butcher looked at Yoongi in confusion, he assumed he didn’t know what to do as it may be his first time. “Are you okay? Is this your first time, young man?” Yoongi turned back around to face the man, “No, I just want...uh give me beef-yeah beef.” Yoongi, distracted by a girl, most likely a few years younger than him, suddenly felt a burning gaze on him. He looked at her, seeing her quickly look away from Yoongi making him chuckle. He was enchanted by her beauty. No, she had not been smiling but she looked perfect in his eyes. A fly flew right past Yoongi, snapping him out of his gaze.

🌷The fly landed on the table, Yoongi’s eyes focused on it. It walked and walked until it stopped near a droplet of blood. Yoongi saw, he saw its mouth stretch out to the droplet blood in slow motion. He felt like he could hear it gulp the blood on the table. “Hey! Put the knife down!” Yoongi took his attention away from the fly to his hand. A splash of water startled him, the fly going away, content with its meal. Yoongi started breathing in and out as he saw the water mixing with the blood on the table. He looked at his hands, covered in blood. He felt as if insects was crawling in his skin. He rubbed his arms harshly trying to get rid of them. All of a sudden, he was wet covered in the water that was thrown at him. He looked around him only to see the butcher and the woman who he caught was looking at him.

🌸Yoongi swore felt as if he was an animal being observed, like he was one of those experiments his scientists had observed. He instantly vulnerable with their judging eyes looking right at him. He got up from the ground, stumbling on his feet in the process. He stared at the unknown beauty, he fell deep in his thoughts as he stood there. “Are you alright?” Yoongi was now aware that his face was on full display. Even though it was only two people in front of him he felts his breath quicken and the pace of his heart also quickening. He had to get out of there...now.

🌺In a second, he ran. He ran as fast as his legs can take him. He saw his black horse tied to the tree, right where he left him. He looked behind him only to see the woman he saw at the village running after him, yelling at him, “Wait!” Yoongi ignored her cries and got on his horse and took off back to the palace. Y/N was left behind wondering why the strange guy had took off looking scared for no reason. But she saw him. She saw his face, his scar. The only scar the emperor rumored to have.

🌷Yoongi arrived at his palace, immediately going straight to his chambers. The whores his dad had got him when he became emperor, the three of them immediately going up to him, putting their hands all over his body trying to calm down their emperor. “Get the fuck off of me! I don’t understand why ALL OF YOU don’t understand that I DON”T WANT YOU! Go fuck one of the government officials! GET the fuck out of my chambers! I told everyone, including you three, that no one is to come into my chambers unless they’re my wife.” The three whores cowered in fear, they’re first time seeing the emperor become a mad man, or so they tonight. “But my emperor, you don’t have a..“ Yoongi toned her voice out, getting angrier by the second she continued to speak. “I have NO wife. That means none of you are my wife. SO GET THE FUCK OUT NOW BEFORE I HAVE ALL THREE OF YOU SENT TO JAIL OR EVEEN BEHEADED!” They quickly scrambled out of his chambers without a second thought to do so

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🌸Yoongi sighed as he laid in bed, he remembered how scared he was. But seeing blood was a fear he had, he doesn’t remember why. But just seeing that red crimson liquid made him shiver, made him coward away from every, from everything. He sighed, looking into the mirror he saw his face, his cursed face. He doesn’t even remember why his face was like this. Whenever he asked his parents they had just shrugged away his question. They had always seemed to avoid the question, or try their best at least. He remembered often sneaking around the palace at night whenever his parents had meetings with the officials. “He doesn’t need to know. Not yet, it’ll only ruin him...” Yoongi didn’t bother to listen to the rest, he scoffed at the words that come out of his mother’s mouth not expecting anything new. His mother was always like this, she had always liked to stray away form the truth.

🌺He often went back to the village, nearly every day. Just to see her. He found out her name was Y/N a couple days after first “meeting” her. He would often...observe from afar. No, not stalking. He refused to call it that. He had an idea that he’ll make a law for every woman in the village to come to the palace the dat he was to choose a consort. He didn’t care that she was a commoner, he knew he wanted her. And he was going to get her.

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🌷When she first saw him, she truly had felt intimidated by his stare. However, the longer she had spent time around him she noticed that he wasn’t as bad as people had described him to be. Min Yoongi was a preserved man. He was quiet and had never spoken unless need be. She had found this out after becoming his consort. However, she didn’t want to be here. She wanted to go back to the Kim Empire because she missed her best friends. She had overheard one of the government officials talking about Namjoon and Seokjin. She was relieved that they were alive.

🌸Yoongi had showed her his loyalty, however, just like his demeanor, he was as cold as ice. He did not show any affection, his parents were at first very judging of her, looking down at her as she was a commoner. She was surprised when they had suddenly treated her with royalty. She wanted to know why, but she had never gotten her answer.

🌺Y/N was shocked once she was sent back to the Kim Empire by Yoongi himself. He had found out that Y/N was a spy for the Kim’s but he had trusted Namjoon with his heart, so he did not question it. He had commanded her to come back in a week. But once two weeks had passed, he had went to look for her day and night. He was worried that something had happened as the messenger form the Kim Empire did not arrive for him to tell Yoongi that she had arrived safely along with the guards.

🌷After a few days of looking for her, he had returned back to the palace only to see the Kim’s messenger waiting for him. Yoongi was informed that the ]re would be a meeting in a few days with the rest fo the allies at the Kim’s.

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🌸Y/N sighed in defeat, sitting up she looked around her room. She still couldn’t believe she owned a room in the palace, a big one at that. It was big enough to have a small gathering. The past year had been crazy. She had become an Emperor’s consort, specifically Emperor Min Yoongi. She got up from the bed aimlessly walking around her room. She was in deep thought, she was still thinking of the possible reasons why she had been treated like royalty by her husband’s parents. Nothing has ever bothered her so much, or so she thought.

🌺She knew that not letting Yoongi know she would stay here for longer was a bad decision. What’s done can’t be undone. Y/N sighed in frustration, her thoughts continuously invading her mind. “I’m gonna go back.” She got up form her bed and bee-lined back to the dining room. Only she did not know why she felt something bad was gonna happen. Perhaps, the thundering sky was an omen. But she just shrugged and continued to walk to her destination

🌷As she reached the doors, she quietly opened the door not wanting to bother their meeting. Only to hear something quite shocking, something she thinks she will never be able to comprehend

“Y/N will understand once we explain. You are still her brother, Taehyung. We will be there for the both of you. Like how siblings should be.”

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추운 겨울 끝을 지나

다시 봄날이 올 때까지

꽃 피울 때까지

그곳에 좀 더 머물러줘

머물러줘

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Chapter 5

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The Emperor

characters : “The 7 Dragons” Emperors; Min Yoongi, Kim Namjoon, Kim Seokjin, Jung Hoseok, Park Jimin, Kim Taehyung, Jeon Jungkook. Ahn Y/n. Bang Hyunsik. Soo Jaemin

word count : 4.2k

Warnings for this chapter : none

genre : fluff, angst, smut, action, emperor au

Author’s note: If the whole section is italicized, it is a flashback. FLASHBACK WILL BE INDICATED WHEN IT STARTS AND WHEN IT ENDS.

I know I mostly write in 3rd POV, and I am sorry for that. I feel I write in 3rd POV better compared to 1st and 2nd but I will try for you guys!

DO NOT PLAGIARIZE/STEAL OR YOU WILL BE REPORTED.

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If the whole section is italicized, it is a flashback. FLASHBACK WILL BE INDICATED WHEN IT STARTS AND WHEN IT ENDS WHEN SECTRION IS SPLIT AND IN ITALICS

Chapter 5

3RD POV

“So Y/N, what is exactly your job again?” Taehyung noisily munched on his food, wide eyed, body turned to her as he waited for her answer. Within the past few hours, all of them had become friends with the quiet girl. Y/N was in her own world, not hearing Taehyung’s question. Her quiet self had worried Namjoon mostly as he knew she was never one to be quiet on any occasion. Namjoon looked at her, looking down while playing with her fingers, looking as if she was in deep thought. Namjoon nudged her lightly, catching her by surprise. She looked at him, his eyes saddening seeing her eyes look lifeless.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah!” Y/N noticed how she sounded too enthusiastic, her tone of voice and outburst had caught everyone’s attention, all pairs of eyes in the room staring right at her, even the one that had a cold expression on their face. Noticing, she quickly looked down on her bottom lip quivering, her eyes watering. “Yeah, I’m as good as I can be. Now, if you excuse me I will be going off to bed.” She stood up fast, the chair scraping against the wooden floor, the sound like that of nails on a chalkboard making everyone wince. Jimin looked at her in worry as she passed by him with her head hung low, ignoring his stare.

Namjoon noticed the pained expression Jimin had worn on his face when Y/N had ignored him, quickly masking his feelings. Namjoon looked at your retreating figure wondering what had happened between you and Jimin as he thought you and him have only met today. Tehyung looked at his best friend quietly eating, turning his attention to Namjoon who was still staring at him. Seokjin had noticed the quietness of the room making the atmosphere more awkward. Yoongi smirked, not going unnoticed by the others. Namjoon raised his eyebrows looking at the older, he leaned back in his seat, crossing his arms. “What’s with the smirk, Yoongi hyung?”

Yoongi looked at him, smiling lightly, “Nothing, Namjoon. I believe that the plans I am thinking of for my empire does not concern you.” Namjoon stood up from his seat, slamming his hands on the table, looking at the man in front of him, veins popping out of his forehead and his neck. “It does concern me if it pertains to my sister.” Yoongi stood up, catching Seokjin’s attention, “Enough the two of you.” Yoongi looked at Seokjin with cold eyes, slightly invoking fear in him. “No, Seokjin hyung. It is not enough. However, I have had enough of this bastards attitude.”

Namjoon walked around the table towards the irritated man, “What the hell did you call me?” Yoongi was suddenly lifted up by his collar catching him by surprise, gripping Namjoon’s wrist but nonetheless wore a fce with no expression. “I said ENOUGH!” Seokin raised his voice, going to the two men looking at each other intensively. The rest of the men in the room are also standing up, ready to break up the two men from a fight that may end in chaos.

A sudden giggle left Namjoon’s lips confusing Hoseok. “Dude! You are totally going insane. Does being a general mess up your head?” He walked up to Namjoon who was still giggling, soon throwing his head back and laughing loudly. Taehyung looked at his older brother like he was crazy, turning to Yoongi as he heard him giggling as well, everyone in here is going crazy, he thought. Seokjin then started laughing as well, confusing Hoseok and Jimin even more. “Imagine ME actually being that mad?” Namjoon, Yoongi, and Seokjin laughed like crazy men, falling on the floor and clutching their stomachs.

“You guys are crazy…” Jungkook was the only one sitting on the dining table, munching on his food, not that bothered by the childish behavior his friends were showing. Yoongi caught his breath looking at Jimin, getting up from the floor after laughing, “Don’t worry we were kidding around. No need to get shaked up and afraid, Emperor Jimin. After all, I'm pretty sure you’re not afraid of doing anything, or should I say anyone?” Yoongi snickered, looking at the slightly shorter man getting irritated, rolling his eyes in the process. Taehyung looked around the dining room, noticing the guards inside. He snapped his fingers loud enough for them to turn their undivided attention to them, Taehyung signalling for them to go out, going unnoticed by the six other emperors.

“Namjoon hyung, why did you call Y/N our sister? Doesn’t she just work for us? Plus, mom has never mentioned a sister.”

Jimin looked at Namjoon, who happened to look nervous, biting his lip as a habit of lying. Yoongi looked at Seokjin, who was also very hesitant in answering for Namjoon. Namjoon took a deep breath, closing his eyes, attempting to calm down his beating heart. went out of the dining room, going towards his new lieutenant and advisor, Wang. “Make sure Y/N is in her chambers and that she will not go out. We will be discussing important matters that she is not allowed to know. “But Sir, Y/N-” Namjoon cut off Wang with a stern look, “That’s an order, Wang.” The latter had nodded his head in response to the order given, no longer wanting to anger him. Namjoon walked back in the dining room, preparing himself from the chaos that is about to occur. What he did not see was Wang looking at his every move, smirking, knowing this was the perfect opportunity to carry out his plan

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“Yes.”

“So you’re saying I checked out my sister?! That’s practically incest! Oh my gosh! Jimin, I have commited a sin!” Jimin rolled his eyes, just finding out his best friend had been checking out his lover. Taehyung leaned on his best friend’s shoulder sobbing, rather dramatically. Namjoon smacked his forehead, not believing how stupid his younger brother can be. The rest of the members were listening to his explanation for the past 30 minutes. “Taehyung...Father had another consort. Y/N was not announced as one of the royals because her mother had failed to give our father a prince. Father had thought she was a boy before she was born, I remember him being ecstatic, at least that’s what the maids had told me before. Grandfather had told father to kill Y/N’s mother, his true lover. He didn’t do it, Grandfather did. Her parents now aren’t her real parents. Her “mom” and “dad” is actually her aunt and her uncle. But, yes, she is our half sister.”

“This…” Namjoon raised his right wrist up, showing the red bracelet that he had worn since he was a child. “...is our family emblem, Taehyung. We’ve never noticed. Father has been telling us the whole time that she was our sister. Don’t you remember?” Taehyung opened his mouth in shock, he felt his eyes build up tears at the sudden realization. “No, you’re lying. Father and Mother have never mentioned a sister. Both of you told me that it was just us three ever since I can remember. Only for you two, even father, to lie to me my whole life?!” Seokjin took a deep breath, looking at Taehyung with saddened eyes. “Taehyung…” Taehyung stood up, violently shaking his head left and right, refusing to believe that this was reality. “Both of you!” Taehyung’s booming voice made everyone in the room flinch. “Both of you knew how much I wanted a sister! And you go and hide that from me for 22 years!”

“Taehyung! That’s enough!”

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FLASHBACK

“Namjoon, come over here, son. Let’s go and take a walk.” The 6 year old had gone to his father just like he was asked, his fast eyes immediately seeing the black box his father was carrying. “What is that, dad?” The elder looked down at his son, smiling in the process looking at his eyes that were written with curiosity. “This is a gift for you and...your siblings.” Namjoon smiled brightly, his eyes turning into crescents, making his father smile in adoration.

The young emperor guided his son to the pagoda, the cherry blossom petals falling from the trees and dancing in the wind. “Father, look! It is so beautiful.” He looked just like his son had told him to. He nodded his head, agreeing with Namjoon, eyes suddenly glistening, the first tear dropping from his left eye. The emperor flinched the slightest, feeling small hands wie away his tears, leaning into his son’s comforting touch.

“Father, they said if the first tear falls out of the left eyes, it is because of pain. Did something happen?”

“My dear son, why don’t you just become a philosopher? You are too intelligent to just become an emperor.”

Namjoon looked up at his father in confusion, “But father, in order to make you proud I have to follow in your footsteps. Seokjin hyung, Taehyung, and I will reign the empire. Just like you.” His dad chuckled, tears stinging his eyes, closing his eyes, “Son, no matter what you do, I will always be a proud father of yours.” Namjjom frowned at his father who still avoided his question.

“Father, what made you upset? Don’t avoid my question.”

The emperor chuckled at his intelligent son, butterfly smiling, “Just...I just thought of someone. Don’t worry too much.” He stood up from his crouching position and walked to the railings of the pagoda, overlooking the small lake. Namjoon walked to his father, making grabby sounds. His father complying and picking him up, sitting him on the railing. His dad took the box, opening it in front of his son, revealing 4 red bracelets. Namjoon took one of them, giggling happily, liking the red bracelet. “Father? Why is there 4 when there's only three of us? Is one for you?” The latter shook his head, his tears blurring his vision yet once again.

“Uh...no. I want you to give the extra one to your best friend, and no I don’t mean one of your brothers.” Namjoon looked at him smiling, suddenly hugging his dad tightly, even though he couldn’t wrap his short arms fully around him. “Thank you, dad!” The emperor hugged his son back, kissing the top of his prince’s head. “So you do know the girl from the forest!” He smiled nodding, “Yes, I do know her. Fairly well, actually, son.” Namjoon tilted his head in confusion again because of his father. “How?” He ignored his son’s question, distracting him by pulling him to his chest again. “Have you ever loved someone without meeting them?” The emperor shook his head, knowing his son wouldn’t understand. He couldn’t tell his son that he knew his best friend from the forest. He knew her because he loves that girl’s mother.

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Emperor Joseon, the present emperor of the Kim empire, walked about half a mile behind his sons. One guard had told him that his son, Namjoon, had saved this girl from getting hurt by a grizzly bear but also saved the bear from getting harmed. He had wanted to see who this girl was considering his two sons had been “sneaking off” during their free time. His youngest son Taehyung had stayed at home with his mother, forbidden to go out until he turned a certain age. Joseon chuckled, remembering the grabby hands Taehyung was motioning to his dad, wanting to go with him as he has never been outside the palace.

Joseon was on his horse, the rest of his men also on horses on the way to the forest. “Emperor Joseon, we are almost in the forest. We have to go to a different entrance so the princes will not see us. The guards with them are aware that we are coming so they do not have to be aware of danger. Joseon nodded, moving his horses’ reins to make him gallop. In his satchel was the box he had shown Namjoon before, one red bracelet left...for his daughter.

Once making it in the forest, he hid behind the trees, a few feet behind his three children. He smiled seeing his two eldest sons bonding with their sister, later frowning realizing that they don’t know that she is their sister. He sat there for 3 hours, the usual hours of how long they hung out, the emperor sat there on the ground, not afraid to get his silk hanbok dirty.

Seeing the sunset, he got off the ground knowing that the time has come for them to separate, the time for him to finally meet his daughter. He signalled his men, stripping from his royal clothes to his “citizen” clothes. He took a deep breath, feeling his nervousness, his fingers tapped on his thighs, tapping his foot impatiently on the ground, bracelet in hand.

He saw his lieutenant give a signal that the kids were going to separate ways. Joseon saw Y/N making her way back in the woods, following along the path that leads back to her home. Since the sun was still setting, the forest was illuminated in oranges and yellows by the sun, the trees with red, yellow, and orange leaves looking heavenly. He did not want to scare his daughter so he knew he had to pretend as another citizen just taking a stroll in the woods who just so happened to bump into her.

Y/N started her journey on the way home, feeling happy as she saw her best friends today. She walked along the worn out path she had always taken since she could remember. She smiled, her pace getting faster remembering her mom had said that she was going to cook her favorite food today once she got home from the market. Y/N was in relief remembering her parents did not come back from the market about an hour after she arrived.

She saw a figure moving from her peripheral vision, she was confused as she does not remember anyone else knowing this side of the forest but herself. She looked at the man who happened to look about the same age as her father. “아저씨!” Y/N smiled when she caught the attention of the stranger, she remembered how her father had told her to help strangers if they looked like they had any help, the man didn’t look dangerous at all. If anything, she can just use self-defense.

The stranger looked at her with a gentle smile on his face. “Hey! I am not a middle-aged man though.”

Y/N POV

The old man walked closer to me, bending down to my height. “Do you need help?” I have never seen this stranger in the town before, I usually know everyone in town. Maybe he is new! “Hey,아저씨! Are you new in town? I don’t remember ever seeing you, I know everyone in town.” The man in front of me smiled, nodding his head. “What is your name?” I shook my head, letting the stranger know I was not going to let him know my name, only help him. He nodded his head in return, his lips in a thin line. “My name is Jo-...Seonjoon. You can call me Seonjoon.” I nodded my head, putting my hand in front of me for him to shake it. “It is nice to meet you…,아저씨.” He chuckled, shaking my hand, “I understand if you won’t tell me your name, after all, I am a stranger.”

“Hey, I have a deal for you, since I do need help.” I nodded my head without really thinking for any possible consequences, he reminded me of my dad. “I will give you this bracelet,” He held up a red bracelet with a gold cylinder in front of my face, “If you get me out of this forest...I kind of got lost after wandering around. You seem like you know your way around here.” I giggled at him “You do not know a lot of things. That makes you an 아저씨.” He scratched his chin, acting as if he had a beard made me giggle. “Hmm, I guess you’re right...You remind me of your mum.” I widened my eyes, “You know my mum!” Joseon nodded, feeling slightly nervous as he blurted out a secret. “What are you waiting for? Let’s go! Mum should be ecstatic to see you!”

3RD POV

Joseon looked down at his daughter, his hand engulfing her small ones, dragging him out of the forest and to the direction of her house. He smiled as he remembered walking in these woods with Y/N’s mother when they were kids. Sooyoung, the love of his life. They had met each other even though they lived in two different worlds. Her as a town citizen and him as the young prince of the Kim Empire. He remembers her shocked face when he had told her who he was as it is rare for royals to visit the towns of the Empire, their citizens often not knowing how they look until the day they bow down to their portraits when they pass away.

They tread along the worn out path, the moon soon appearing in the clear night sky. Many townspeople had looked at Joseon with interest and confusion as they had never seen him before. “Young man, you are very handsome. You can be a king with your good look.s.” Y/N giggled as an old woman randomly approached her new friend just to compliment him. “He is! He reminds me of my dad. Doesn’t he?” The fairly old woman smiled at her and stroked her head.

Joseon and Y/N walked to her house, noticing the light from the burning candles illuminating the interior of the house, she ran into her house, tugging along Joseon. “Wait, don’t you think you should tell your parents-” Y/N let go of his hand running to her “father” hugging his feet. “Y/N! Where have you been?” Hansol crouched down to Y/N’s height, grabbing her shoulders, pulling her in towards his chest, hugging her tightly. He kissed her head, in relief that she was in fact safe. He pulled away from her, “Your mother and I-” His eyes had diverted to the man standing before him.

“형…”

Joseon looked at his younger brother, his mouth hung open, shocked at the sight in front of him.

“Hansol...you’re alive, but, how? Grandpa...Grandpa killed you. You died in front of my eyes.”

Hansol engulfed his older brother in a hug, squeezing him tight. They pat each other in the back, crying, not afraid to show their tears to one another. “I-it’s been so long. It’s been 6 years.” Hansol was smiling at Joseon, his smile slowly disappearing from his face. “You need to tell Y/N. You already met her. You should tell her that you-”

“No.” Hansol’s enthusiasm completely disappeared. He looked at Y/N who was at the kitchen, busy eating the food her mom had made her, too busy to notice the conversation between Hansol and Joseon. He turned to look back at his brother, confused as to what he meant. “I can’t, Hansol. You raised her for 6 years. She...she will not believe me if I told her that I am her real father. I just wanted to see if she was actually alive.” Hansolo signaled him to sit down on the floor, in front of him, their voices low in order for Y/N to not hear. “Namjoon had told me he met a girl named Y/N in the forest. Y/N...Y/N was the name Chaeyoung chose for our daughter. I...I was desperate to know if she was alive. So, I went to see myself a month after she met Namjoon.” Joseon looked at Hansol, nervous under his brother’s stare, not knowing why he was feeling this way. Perhaps it was guilt. “Why did you seek out to look for her if you weren’t even going to tell her that you’re her father.” Hansol looked at his brother, seething in anger, feeling betrayed, feeling upset, he loves Y/N with his whole heart, but he doesn’t think he can keep on living a lie.

“Hansol, please. She already loves you as her own Father. I’m just glad I know she’s alive. She knows who I am, even if she doesn’t know me as her father. That’s all that matters.”

Hansol looked at his brother, guilt in his eyes that he had hid his daughter from him for so long, he is surprised that Joseon is not angered by his actions. “형, I am so sorry. I should’ve let you know that Y/N was alive. I should’ve gone to the palace to inform you.” The latter shook his head, smiling at him. “You would’ve gotten killed...again. You protected her and raised her. Even if I am your brother, you did not have to raise her on your own, yet you chose to. You raised your niece like your own daughter, I can’t thank you enough.”

Silence fell upon the two brothers, the cracking of the firewood and the wind outside were the only things to be heard. “I know..” Joseon looked up at Hansol in confusion as to what he meant by his statement.

��I know that’s not the only reason why you won’t tell her the truth...because you didn’t know the truth.”

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“Here. I won’t be back for a while. Since it was a deal, here is your prize.” Joseon looked at Y/N in awe. He looked up at the night sky to prevent his tears from falling. “You’re going to visit more often right, uncle!” He felt a pang in his heart as he heard her call him uncle, she had thought that Josoen was her father’s brother. He closed his eyes, feeling his eyebrows furrow as he knows this will be the last time he sees his beautiful daughter. He hugged her, catching the little girl by surprise but nonetheless she hugged him back, grateful for the new friend she had made today. She was for sure going to tell Joon. “Do you promise to remember me?”

“But why do I need to remember you when you’ll visit me everyday?” Y/N pouted looking up at her “uncle.”

“I want you to think of me, by this bracelet. Do you know what the color red means?”

The little girl shook her head, not knowing that colors had their own meanings, she thought that the color itself defined beauty and boldness.

“This will ward off any evil spirits and bad luck. This capsule is in the color, gold, it has hues of yellow. Yellow or gold signifies nobility, dignity, and holiness.”

“But...only the royals get to wear gold.”

Joseon cupped Y/N’s face lovingly, “You are a royal to me. But don’t ever forget about me, okay? Uncle Seonjoon, will always be here. I will always come back.” Joseon pointed at his little daughter’s heart, smiling as he tried to prevent tears from coming down his eyes. He took a deep breath knowing very well that this was the last time he would see her, seeing his daughter’s face reminded him of Chaeyoung. He couldn’t bear the heartbreak anymore and the danger he will put Y/N into again, and that's why he has to stay away. Forever.

“Don’t worry uncle, I won't ever forget you.”

“Do you promise?”

“I promise, but you have to take me to the moon when i come back, okay?”

“I promise.”

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Joseon arrived at the palace, the sun rising early in the morning. He remembered his daughter’s peaceful, tiny sleeping figure, kissing her head. He remembers hugging her sleeping figure before he left, wishing he was In Hansol’s shoes. He remembered being careful not to wake her up, whispering to her, “See you later.”

Joseon sighed as he knew he was back to reality.

“Where have you been?! You never went home. Your son has been looking for you all night!” Joseon sighed once again upon entering the palace hearing his consort yell, carrying his youngest son, Taehyung, making grabby hands at him. Taking him away from the woman he hated the most, he glared at her. “Don’t you ever think you can act like the mother of my children. You didn’t give birth to them. I know your dirty fucking secret. Considering you were so desperate to get rid of them when they were born because you wanted the throne all to yourself, it all made sense in the end on what my grandmother had told me. Don’t even think that I won’t hesitate to have you beheaded if you try anything suspicious...because I’m always watching.”

Taehyung looked at his father then at his mother. “Choose, baby. Your loving mother? Or your self-centered dad. Pick who you would want to stay with forever.” The little boy did not fully understand the question but did not hesitate to answer. “I want daddy. You hurt me, you’re not my mommy. You hurt me badly along with Namjoon 형, and Seokjin 형. You’re nothing like mommy Chaeyoung.” Joseon pursed his lips, grabbing his son and pulling him behind him.

“Why you little-mommy Chaeyoung doesn’t exist! She’s dead! That makes me your mother!”

“You put your hands on my son?!” Joseon signalled General Cha and his palace guards to come forward and take Taehyung away to his chambers. “Make sure this woman goes to the dungeon and nobody better treat her like royalty. If I catch you doing the opposite of what I am saying, you can find yourself being beheaded in the early mornings or live your life in a cell forever.She is no longer a part of this royal family. I want her portraits out of the palace. I want every family portrait in this whole palace to be taken down and redrawn without her in it.”

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“Do not reveal it. Do not tell anyone...even her. Do it when the time is right.” Joseon layed down on his bed, he held Namjoon’s hand, Namjoon’s hands gripping his father’s son back. Namjoon looked at his father’s weakened state, tears welling up in his eyes. His two brothers were outside having had their last time with their dad already. Namjoon was last as was requested by the Emperor.

“But dad, when will the time be right?” Namjoon sighed not knowing what to do without his father once he leaves the world. This situation was something he could not fathom, nor his brothers. Everyone in the palace was in despair as the young emperor of the Kim Empire was on his deathbed. The “7 Dragons” were there too paying their respects to not only a good ally of thiers but also a good friend. All of them, including their consorts, in tears in the hallway.

“Either she finds out herself, or you decide when the time is right. Make me proud, son. Follow your heart. You always make great decisions in life. But you have to understand that this is inevitable.” Namjoon nodded his head in understanding his father’s words because what he said was true, it was something inevitable.

“Y/N is your only sister Namjoon...you have to take care of her for me.”

“Sister?” Both Joseon and Namjoon turned his head towards the door. There stood Seokjin, his mouth hung open and eyes wide as he peeks his head through the door. “Yes, Seokjin. It is not your brother’s fault that you don’t know, I had made him promise to me that he won’t tell you.” Seokjin went in the room, closing the door behind him just nodding in response, not even mad towards his younger brother with the secret that has been revealed, still in shock with his father’s current situation.

“Don’t forget that the only people who can wear those bracelets are the Kim siblings...Namjoon, do me a favor.”

“Yes, dad. Anything.”

“Take her to the moon for me.”

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“You knew, Seokjin 형. Didn’t you?”

“I’m sorry-”

“I never knew why father hated me, but you two knew! And you never told me! I suffered, I suffered so much! And you two knew the reason why! I always asked myself why I was so unworthy of being loved by my own dad. And now I know why father hated me his whole life. Now I know why...I was the reason why Y/N’s mom got killed. I killed Y/N’s mother. I killed my sister’s mother.”

“Dad never hated you, Taehyung. He had his reasons but I can’t tell you I’m sorry. But trust me, dad had always loved you and was always proud of you. Mom was the tyrant, Taehyung, she was willing to kill us to have the throne to herself.”

“Y/N will understand once we explain. You are still her brother, Taehyung. We will be there for the both of you. Like how siblings should be.”

“What?”

Everyone in the dining room turned towards the door, Y/N stood before them in disbelief, in confusion, in pain, tears threatening to fall from her eyes, with her balled fist to her sides.

Staring at her supposed “siblings.”

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Namjoon walked closer to his destination, soaked by the rain. He crouched down looking at the grave stone in front of him, caressing it, feeling his tears well up he shuts his eyes, putting his head down. Feeling ashamed upon faking his father.

“I told them mom’s real intentions at the wrong time.

I have failed you, dad.

But what did you mean back then?”

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FLASHBACK

Joseon look at him, barely being able to keep his eyes open, feeling extremely weak.

“She’s not your half sister, Namjoon. She’s your...” Namjoon who kept his head down furrowed his eyebrows, confused as to why he stopped talking. He looked up only to see his dad with his eyes closed still holding his hand but no long breathing

“She’s my what, dad...”

Namjoon cried, screamed, kicked around in the room, Seokjin trying to calm him down

“I never got to promise to him to take her to the moon.”

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The Emperor

CHAPTER 4

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characters : “The 7 Dragons” Emperors; Min Yoongi, Kim Namjoon, Kim Seokjin, Jung Hoseok, Park Jimin, Kim Taehyung, Jeon Jungkook. Ahn Y/n. Bang Hyunsik. Soo Jaemin

word count : 7.4K

Warnings for this chapter : mention of nudity and sex, mention of pushing and slapping someone, a boner, groping, grinding, palming, intense make out session, scenes leading to sex 18+

Rate : 18+ M

genre : fluff, angst, smut, action, emperor au

Author’s note: I forgot to mention their age……..

Seokjin is the same age as Yoongi and everybody else is the same age as they are in real life. Y/N is the same age as Taehyung and Jimin

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I forgot to mention their age……..Seokjin is the same age as Yoongi and everybody else is the same age as they are in real life . Y/N is the same age as Taehyung and Jimin. Also “The 7” is boring for an ally name so I changed it into “The 7 Dragons” . I know you didn’t read the author’s note ;) HAHAHA

Chapter 4

Y/N POV / 1st POV

I felt my eyes flutter open, the beam of the sun immediately making me squint and turn the other way, not wanting to get up. I sighed, the heat of the sun on my back immediately making me feel warm in contrast to the chilly autumn weather. I sat up feeling confused, holding the silk sheets up to my chest, feeling chilly. I rubbed my eyes, trying to rub away my blurry vision. Looking around I saw no one else in the room, as I moved my eyes around the room everything glistened. The room was decorated with gold furniture, a portrait of the present three Kim Emperors was hung up on the wall with golden borders along with a portrait of their late parents above them, only with a slightly bigger frame. I looked at my friends’ portrait again, the familiar red string around Jin’s and Namjoon’s wrist made me smile, looking down on my wrist I admired the red string wrapped around it.

The sliding doors to my room suddenly opened, startling me, making my grip on the sheets tighter to my chest. I looked at who it could’ve been, possibly Seokjin or Namjoon, but it was a stranger making me feel more frightened. The man offered me a boxy smile, and took one step into the room without closing the doors, making me feel at a little more ease. “My brothers have requested for your presence, Y/N.” I looked at the man again trying to read his body language, only to see a calm, honest man with a bubbly personality. Brothers?

I continued looking at the odd, yet handsome young man. He grinned at my expression seeming as if he knew what I was thinking. “Oh! I’m sorry, I forgot to introduce myself, for like the hundredth time. I know you just came back from the farm the other day (referring to Chapter 2) after you and Namjoon hyung dealt with the lieutenant.” The man never stopped smiling, making me feel a little flustered. “Ah! Yes, my apologies for holding you back. My brothers are waiting for you at the pagoda near the lake.” The stranger then stepped back out of my room with a pout on his face, making him look even more cute than he already was before. “I never liked that lieutenant anyway, but they never listen to me because I am the youngest. Hmph. Whatever.”

Before he closed the doors and smiled at me, “You’re very adorable, Y/N. Also, no need to cover yourself up too much, the silk is already kind of outlining your cherries. See you later!” with that came a loud shut of the doors with the sound of footsteps disappearing as he got further away from my Hanok. What just happened. Fuck, how can he apologize for not introducing himself but doesn’t even introduce himself. And my cherries? I don't even have any fruit in my room. What an odd, confusing man. A handsome, odd, confusing man. I shook my head still in the midst of waking up. I looked at the floor near the melting candle only to see 5 screws on the floor, it’s only 5am. I grunted and layed down again feeling more tired than ever, cursing Seokjin and Namjoon in my head for having someone, a stranger even, to wake me up.

They can wait a few more minutes. I closed my eyes trying to remember the features of the handsome man that had woken me a few moments ago. I remember his brown eyes and the mole on his nose. I remember seeing a gold emblem on his bandana, across his forehead but my memory was a blurring everything but his face. Hm I wonder if he already has a consort. But cherries, what did he mean. Wait did he mean...my nipples?! I opened my eyes and sat up quickly, looking down seeing my nipples poking through the silk sheet. I gasped in shock, they were poking through the sheets due to the cold. That guy was a pervert! I scoffed, “Of course. Men only want to get in your pants this dynasty.” I got off my bed and started to put on my hanbok to meet up with Namjoon and Seokjin. I reminisce about the events that have happened for the past two weeks, wondering if Emperor Yoongi was waiting for my arrival. Bastard, he’s probably not even worried for me.

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I stepped down from my horse and gave it to the guard that was in front of the entrance. I turned to the side and saw Namoon already in his armor with a smile on his face, offering his arm for me to take. I smiled back at him and encircled our arms together, my hand wrapped around his bicep. I chuckled, “Is this your way of trying to present me as your consort, Emperor Namjoon?” Namjoon laughed at my question, eyes disappearing into slits, “In your dreams, missy.” I chuckled remembering oh how I missed him and his jokes, yet intelligent remarks to everything. I frowned, remembering the event at the farm, now I am at the palace, today possibly determining Eunwoo’s verdict and punishment. I looked at him noticing his sunken, swollen eyes and skinny figure. A moment of slice fell between us as we continued walking on the way to the back of the palace to the pagoda. I cleared my throat, attempting to clear the tension in air, side eyeing him to see his expression only for it not to falter

“Hey, listen, I can convince Seokjin to let go of Eunwoo. I might have mistaken Eunwoo and his da-”

“The evidence was there Y/N. Don’t worry about me, I am an Emperor. I have no need to feel any sort of emotion for a tyrant who betrayed his own Emperor, his own people. I feel no sympathy for those types of people.”

I looked at him, worried for his emotional and mental state. I stopped walking, my arm still encircled with his, startling him as my grip had pulled him back. He turned to my direction, I felt saddened as he couldn’t look me in the eye, instead focusing his gaze on something else behind me. “Just because you’re an emperor does not mean you need to lack emotion. He was one of your closest friends, someone who understood you and listened to your military tactics. It is understandable that the pain you’re feeling is something you choose not to show. Just like me, I know he was a part of your childhood too. We’re in our mid-twenties and we can’t run away from what we feel as people forever.” Even though his gaze was not on me, I had seen his eyes glisten more in the sun as tears welled up, witnessing him keep his stern, not blinking, refusing for them to fall down his cheeks.

“Losing someone...losing someone hurts but that doesn’t mean you should lose yourself as well, Joon.”

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I continued walking to the pagoda, remembering how I left Namjoon based on his request. I stopped in the middle of the stone path admiring the flowers and the trees, also noticing the guards standing at their posts, except for one that was empty, Eunwoo’s. I sighed and continued along the path. I started thinking of what can happen if they had chosen to execute Eunwoo and his dad, who also happened to be citizens of the Bang Empire, finding out from the book of immigrants. No wonder they had always left during the summer, they would go back and then return here starting autumn. A war...a possible war between The 7 Dragons against the Bang Empire and the Soo Empire. I felt my arm hairs rise as I imagined the damage that can be done to Korea and the blood that will be shed if it were to happen. I shivered in the slightest remembering when my family and I had to move to the Min Empire from the Kim Empire when I was a kid.

A hand gripped my shoulder, turning me around. I looked at the owner's hand and saw Namjoon, his eyes red and face a little swollen. “You cried…” Namjoon chuckled lowly, nodding his head, not afraid of telling the truth. “Listen, I am sorry. I never told you beforehand. I am so sorry. You’re my best friend, heck, I hired you as a personal spy for the allies. I hired you because I trust you. I should’ve trusted you, I should never put my hands on a woman. You’re my best friend before you are my spy.” Namjoon started tearing up again, except this time he had let his tears fall endlessly down his face, not bothering to care how he had looked in front of me. I smiled bitterly, remembering how he had harshly pushed me and almost slapped me. I put my arms around his shoulder and hugged him tight.

“It’s okay. I know I have your trust. Never in my life would I trade it for anything else. Never. Plus, even if you did slap me, I would’ve kicked you where the sun doesn’t shine.” I chuckled, joking around with him to try to enlighten the mood.

“But I saw how frightened you were. I saw the fear, Y/N. I know that look. I’ve seen it before.”

I pulled away from him, cupping his face and wiping his tears. He leaned into my touch, crying silently, “You remind me of mum.” I smiled at his comment and pulled him into a hug again, letting him cry onto my shoulder. “I’m your best friend, of course I’m going to care for you like family. Don’t worry about me too much.”

“Ehem.”

Namjoon and I pulled away from the hug looking at the direction of the person who had interrupted our moment. “I want a hug too.” Seokjin pouted like the man baby he was. I chuckled and shook my head walking past him into the pagoda, hearing him whine more as I just had ignored him. In the pagoda layed a round table with 8 chairs, unique with its own colors. My curiosity got the best of me, why were there 8 when there’s only 3 of us? I looked back at Namjoon and Seokjin whispering amongst themselves, stealing glances at me from time to time. I rolled my eyes at their childish behavior. Nothing has changed, I smiled to myself.

I sat on the white chair, which was placed in between a black chair accented with rainbow specs to the right of me and a black chair with accents of gold to the left of me. As I sat down, I heard birds chirping all around me, flying from one tree to another, preparing to migrate because of seasonal changes. Ths red, orange, and yellow leaves dance from side to side as the wind is guiding them through the air. I listened to the whistle of the wind, imagining that the music was from someone playing a bamboo flute in mid-autumn. Hearing the leaves on the ground rustle my thoughts went to my parents, I felt worried as I have been gone for more than a week when I am usually only gone for a few days. I closed my eyes as I knew I was going to break down when thinking of my ill father.

“Y/N?”

I stood up, quickly blinking my tears away. I faced the direction of the person who had called me. “Emperor Jimin!” I quickly went down on my knees, respectfully to him, scratching my knees in the process as the habok didn’t protect my knees. “Y/N…” I stood up quickly, the feeling of nervousness taking over me as I tried my best avoiding his gaze. I slightly nod my head in response to the call of my name, never have I wanted to run away from someone until now. “I’m still your friend, Y/N. You can look at me. You’re not a servant of mine...I mean, you do work for me as a spy as well, no?” I still did not look into his eyes, fearing that . They looked dull, lacking the happiness it had shown before. The guilt had almost eaten me alive at that instant, noticing the damage I had done to him. I’m the reason why he’s like this. I chuckled lightly to myself, the irony of it all that is. I’m supposed to be helping the emperors maintain the peace, happiness, and equality in this dynasty, but here I was standing in front of the man whose heart I had broken, countless times.

“지민씨! I see you’ve met Y/N!” I looked behind him and saw the handsome stranger form this morning. “Actually, this is not the first time I’ve met hair. I’d say I know her fairly well. I felt the blood rushing up to my face as I remembered the words he had said, rather boldly, to me the last time him and I were together. Remembering the handsome stranger was here, I unconsciously crossed my arms, covering my chest as I saw his eyes diverge away from my eyes, looking downwards. I glared at the stranger, no longer being able to withhold my anger. “야아! 당신은 오늘 아침부터 변태였어요. 당신은 믿을 수 없군요!” Everyone’s attention was now on me, as I started yelling at the…handsome stranger.

“Namjoon!”

I saw him hurriedly run towards me, worry written all over his face. I hid behind the tall man, cowering with embarrassment. “He was the asshole pervert from this morning! I am not asking for your permission, but I am letting you know I will beat his ass one day! Just because he is good looking does not mean he can do whatever he wants”

“Y/N, I am not going to let you beat up Taehyung.”

I scoffed and crossed my arms, not believing what he had just said. “And why is that?”

“Because he’s the brother I was talking about that you had yet to meet.”

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3RD POV

Y/N sat down between Namjoon and an empty chair. She looked around the table, the three Kim Emperors and Emperor Jimin, who was stealing glances from time to time as he was talking to the youngest of the Kim’s; Taehyung. Y/N looked down and wanted to cry of embarrassment remembering the event that had happened not too long ago. She had just met Taehyung who so happened to be the brother Namjoon and Seokjin was talking about, who so happened to be the youngest of the three. She remembered him chuckling at her when she had suddenly bowed to him the moment Namjoon had told her he was his brother, putting the pieces together that he too was an emperor.

“Heyo! Hoseok is here! That’s right. THE man is here. Now, bow down, peasants.” Hoseok walked in the pagoda with a huge smile on his face, announcing his presence. Y/N chuckled at the silliness he didn’t fail to show every time he presented himself. “형, why do you always forget how to act like the emperor you are? Plus, where are the others?” Jimin asked Hoseok thinking that he would know. Hoseok shrugged ignoring his little insult, and not caring for where the others were, making Jimin scoffed but nonetheless slightly smiled at his older friend’s response but nor forgetting his rebuttal.

“I’m surprised you are early in this meeting.”

Jimin rolled his eyes at Hoseok, even though he knew what he had said was true, pouting in the end looking at Taehyung to say something in his defense, who just kept his mouth shut.

“Sorry for being late! I woke up late, I had training with my hyung last night which lasted until sunrise.” The youngest of the allies entered the pagoda, his panting evident from running. He looked at the unknown girl, introducing himself. “Hello, I am Emperor Jungkook of the Jeon Empire.” Y/N stood up from her chair bowing down to the emperor before her, mentally cursing this dynasty for having so many emperors and empires. She stood up once again once she had heard the legs of the chair scraping against the wooden floor as Jungkook sat down on his purple chair.

It felt as if time was going slow to Y/N as she sat around the table, surrounded by the most powerful emperors of the dynasty, though one was missing. Y/N looked at the empty chair beside him, wondering what had kept him late, who kept him busy. She doesn’t remember the last time she had seen him. However, she remembered the way she had made him smile once. She remembered how he had taken care of her, even though he had a cold demeanor. That’s what she loves about him, or so she thought. Y/N felt an intense gaze burning through her skull. She looked up and saw Jimin, the man she was in love with.

Everyone around the table was chattering nonsense, leaving the serious conversation and issue to be addressed later. Y/N sat quietly as she was left in her own thoughts, snapping out of them when someone had called her name and included her in a conversation. The sound of thunder and the falling of the rain had interrupted their moment of joy. Namjoon, confused just like everyone else, looked at one of his guards, “That’s weird. I didn’t see a ring around the moon these past 7 days.” The guard, confused as well, “I did not witness one either, my emperor.”

The 6 men groaned and complained how the meeting should’ve already started but they were only waiting for one more important figure. The crack of a thunder had made everyone jolt in their seats, the rain noticeable getting harder, the sudden breeze making everyone shiver in their seats. Footsteps climbing up the stairs of the pagoda were left unheard, the figure coming into view once they had stepped out of the rain and into the shelter of the pagoda.

“I apologize for being late.”

Y/N glared at him, bowing down to him, immediately questioning him once she stood up from her vulnerable stance. “What kept you late, Emperor Min? Or should I say whom?” Y/N didn’t know why she cared, she knew she shouldn’t. It was none of her business. She saw Jimin from the corner of her eyes looking down, fiddling with his fingers. The other men’s attention now on her and Yoongi's eyes filled with curiosity. Her focus went back to the man she was questioning, the one looking vulnerable, the only person who she was never afraid of despite the rumours about him.

“I went looking for you.”

Y/N’s eyes widened looking up at him, not being able to utter a word, complete in shock. “Yoongi, nice for you to drop by.” With the tone of Seokjin’s tone, everyone knew the elders had been impatient, being quiet as they had been waiting for his arrival. Yoongi nodded his head in understanding his tone. He grasped Y/N’s wrist, catching her by surprise, dragging her to the direction of their seats. Jimin glared at the two as they walked passed him feeling uneasy at the sight of them close to each other. Seokjin stopped as the two sat down, “Well? Let’s have the meeting start, shall we?”

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Y/N’s eyes widened in fear, looking at the mapo laid out on the table. “Emperor Bang…” She was surprised at how far he had expanded his empire in korea. “He is taking land that isn’t his. He took a part of our land when we were kids, it’s time we take it back. It would be what father wanted.” Namjoon looked at Y/N, knowing what she was thinking. He looked at Seokjin smiling, “Seokjin hyung, Y/N can finally move back in our empire.” Seokjin smiled liking what the latter had said, he smiled even wider. “Or Y/N can just move into our palace! She’s one of you officials anyway.” Namjoon high fived his older brother, both of them smiling to the thought of their best friend permanently living with them.

“No.”

Namjoon and Seokjin furrowed their eyebrows, confused.”What do you mean, ‘no?’” The man looked at the two of them tilting his head the slightest. Seokjin and Namjoon couldn’t help but stare at his right eye, where the scar was. It ran from the middle of his forehead eyebrow straight down to the middle of his cheek. His scar was not that deep, his right eye still perfectly intact. Nonetheless, Seokjin and Namjoon would never admit that they were slightly afraid of him. “Yeah, I said no.” Namjoon grew irritated by his friend, pushing Y/N behind him and taking a step closer to Yoongi. “What do you mean, hyung? She is not your property. You don’t speak for her.”

Yoongi smirked in response, slightly chuckling at the man in front of him and his foolishness. His gaze shifted to the vulnerable girl behind him, looking down on the floor. Yoongi knew what was going through her head. “She is merely just not a spy.” Namjoon looked at Yoongi questioning his statement, waiting for him to continue. “She is also…” Y/N looked up at Yoongi silently pleading not to tell the truth, at least not when Jimin is here. Yoongi chuckled at her appearance, “...my advisor. She is needed more in my Empire, Namjoon. The people only listened when she was there.” Namjoon scoffed, in disbelief of his reasoning. “Ask Y/N who she’d rather be with.”

All the attention was now on Y/N, making her feel uneasy and nervous, all their piercing gazes on her. “Listen! Let’s talk about that matter later! We need to focus on what’s important. Bang is expanding his territory into yours. We need to take it back, war may occur, who knows. What’s more important is that winter is coming. We will have less resources compared to any other season.” Jimin nodded, agreeing with her, along with the other people around the table. Y/N sighed in relief as the attention was no longer on her.Her gaze fell on Yoongi, in relief that he didn’t say anything further. Meanwhile, Jimin’s gaze had remained on her knowing Yoongi was hiding something about Y/N. Him breaking his gaze on her once he thought someone caught him.

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“Alright, we’ll have another meeting tomorrow. I suggest all of you stay in the palace. The amount of rooms is more than enough. You are pleased to stay in whatever wing of the palace you feel is comfortable.” Seokjin concluded the meeting, the first one to leave the pagoda and into the palace, possibly to wash up and then go straight to bed as the moon was high in the sky. Everyone else had stood up and began leaving. Y/N stood up from her chair, ignoring Yoongi’s presence. As she neared the steps down the pagoda, so did Jimin. Y/N had felt a hand graze against her hand, looking down she saw Jimin’s hand near hers. He smiled brightly at her, interlocking their pinkies together for a few seconds before letting go. However, the man behind them was not too happy to witness it.

Y/N walked behind the seven emperors, entering into the palace. “I suggest we all have dinner in an hour, my friends. We will meet in the dining room once everyone has settled in comfortably.” The three Kim brothers walked to their own chambers, with the rest of the boys doing the same. Y/N walked to her room, she stripped herself from her clothes wanting to scrub off possible grime and dirt she had gotten on herself.

Y/N laid in the bathtub, candles surrounding her, illuminating the room while also giving her warmth from the autumn cold. She closed her eyes, feeling her body relax as she sunk her body further in the water. She furrowed her eyebrows, remembering the hurt expression Jimin had worn when he first saw her in the beginning of the meeting. She felt sick to her stomach at the thought of hurting him, hurting anyone. A few knocks to her door made her stray away from her thoughts. “Who is it?” Y/N wondered who could be knocking at the door before dinner. “It’s Jimin.”

Y/N thought for a while, hesitating.

“You can come in.”

The door slid open, revealing Jimin in his hanbok, sliding the door closed after stepping in. Y/N didn’t fail to notice him locking the door. Y/N smirked sitting up in the tub, her long hair covering her chest. She grew confused as to why he was here when dinner was going to start. “Hey. I uh...wanted to see you. Seokjin hyung had told us to stay here for a couple more days for planning.” Y/N nodded, slightly happy that she will see him a little more often for a couple days. Possibly, she can fix her mistake. “Why are you taking a bath at this hour?” Jimin crouched down near her naked figure in the tub, his hand cupping her cheek, gently stroking it as they looked each other in the eyes. “Is it wrong for a lady to treat herself to a relaxing bath?”

2ND POV

You stood up from the tub, seeing Jimin’s cheeks turn red as his eyes fell on your naked body. You got out of the tub, grabbing your silk robe, gifted from Namjoon and Seokjin, going behind your shoji screen to put it on. Jimin watched your figure on the other side, the candle outlining every curve of your body, your breasts, and your ass. Jimin couldn’t help but felt his hanbok tighten at the moment. “Fuck.” He whispered to himself, looking down at his boner.

You came from behind your shoji screen, only wearing the silk robe which outlined your hard nipples. Jimin licked his lips at the sight of you, not caring if you saw his boner. You walked towards him, swaying your hips on purpose, smirking as soon as you saw his boner, but deciding to tease him further. “What did you come here for?” You put your hands on his chest, guiding him to sit down on your bed. Once he sat down, his eyes traced back to the outline of your nipples, lickig his lips once again. You looked at his tongue, peeking out his lips, then gliding it against his thick, plump lips. The sight of his red tongue, making you wetter by the second. “Hey! My eyes are up here.” You snapped your fingers in front of his face, snapping him out of his trance.

Jimin unconsciously put his hands on your hips pulling you closer, placing you in between his legs. “Yeah, I know. But I couldn’t help but stare at you.” Y/N felt flustered, avoiding his gaze as he took his lips in between his teeth, biting down on them. His hands roamed up to your waist, his hands still going up until his hands grazed against the sides of your breasts. You shivered at his touch, enjoying it as you have not seen him in weeks. He leaned closer,looking into your eyes as he kissed your exposed cleavage. You sighed in satisfaction and threw your head back, running your hands through his hair gently.

Jimin hugged you by the waist, encircling his arms around you, resting his chin on your chest while staring up at you. “I’ve missed you.” You looked down on him with adoration in your eyes, feeling your heart flutter mumbling, “I’ve missed you more.” He caressed your back, his attention now on your protruding lips. You noticed his gaze focusing on your lips, you looked at his lips in return having the sudden urge to kiss him, to feel him.

You felt him pulling you even closer, you felt his breath fan over your lips, closing your eyes, you waited for him to make the first move.

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His soft lips then came into contact with yours softly. Your lips moving sync with another, savoring the moment that both of you have been longing for, craving each other's touch. You felt his wet muscle slight graze against your bottom lip, asking for entrance. Your lips staying shit, teasing him. His right hand sliding down to your ass, his left sliding to the form of your body and up to your right boob, squeezing them at the same time making you gasp. He used this opportunity to slide his tongue in your mouth. He took your bottom lip in between his, sucking on it. He grabbed your jaw, holding your mouth open as he slid his tongue in, you closed your mouth around his wet muscles and sucked on it, going up and down, making him groan, imagining how you would suck in his cock. Tongues swirling against each other, making you moan, feeling clit pulsating by the second, longing for him to touch you there.

You broke the kiss, saliving connecting the both of you from your kiss. You looked into his eyes, seeing love and lust, his delicious thick lips even more swollen than before. Grabbing the sides of his face, you pecked his lips lightly giggling, making him giggle as well. You straddled his lap capturing his lips in a kiss once again. You felt his hands creep down to your ass, squeezing them, receiving a moan from you. You broke the short kiss, pushing him down on the silk sheets, smashing your lips on his, forcing your tongue inside his mouth wanting to be the dominant one straddling him once more. His hands went up and down your sides, caressing your waist, squeezing it once in a while.

You broke away from his lips, trailing your kisses to his jaw down to the space to where his neck and shoulder meet. You kissed his pulmonary vein, licking from the base of his neck to his jaw line receiving a loud groan from him. You sucked and bit on his neck, his hands squeezing your hips as he hissed in pleasure and in pain. His hands grabbing the hem of your robe pulling them up until it was up to your waist, revealing your ass and your pussy. You continued painting his neck, his boner poking your inner thigh. You moved your hips down, grinding hard against his boner, you sighed in pleasure as your clit caused friction against his hanbok, which also happened to be made of silk.

“Fuck, baby. Do that again.” He quietly groaned against your neck. You sucked on his neck harder, humming against it as you grinded on his cock once again, your clit grinding against the fabric of his clothes, you felt yourself shiver from the immense pleasure you were feeling, moaning louder as he grinded up against your clit. He suddenly put his hands on your shoulders, softly pushing you away. He pushed you down on the mattress, him now on top of you. Looking at your messed up state, he chuckled. Seeing your swollen lips, ches going up and down as you tried to get your breathing even, still affected from the makeout session and sucking in his sweet neck.

He took off his vest, unbuttoning the traditional long sleeve, leaving him shirtless before you. The candles outlining his chest and his fit stomach making you lick your lips in anticipation. He grabbed your legs, putting them around his hips, your legs automatically locking him in. He untied your robe, pulling them to the side, revealing your breasts. His mouth watered at the sight, completely appalled by your beauty. He leaned down giving you a hard kiss, holding your arms above your head with one hand as he kissed down your chest.

You looked down at him, seeing him kiss your breast, sucking on it, painting it with his hickeys. You whined as he kept kissing around your nipple, being impatient. He kept teasing you until you felt him grope your breast and lick a stripe against your nipple, moaning in satisfaction. You looked down on him devouring your nipple, feeling yourself get wet by the sight, grinding up against him, feeling the outline of his hard cock making you want more. He chuckled in satisfaction before abusing your other nipple, licking, sucking, nibbling on it while keeping his eyes on you, alternating between each breast. He loves it. He loves you writhing under his body in complete satisfaction.

He pulled away from your nipple with a pop, leaning away from you, your faces only inches away from each other, as your eyes were focused on him waiting for his next move. “What do you say princess? Do you want to go even further?” With a quiet whimper, you nodded your head, your mind fuzzy, not focused on anything but wanting to feel his body against yours. Jimin chickled, slightly grinding against you making you moan, your eyebrows furrowed, your teeth biting down on your bottom lip.

Jimin dipped down, putting his tongue in your wet cavern, absolutely enjoying the taste of your mouth on his. He hummed against your lips, his legs adjusting your legs around his waist before painfully grinding up and down slowly against your pussy, steadying your position with your hands on his shoulder.. Jimin smirked seeing you enjoying it, looking down he saw a wet patch against his pants. “It seems like you're already dripping, princess. You stained my pants.” You felt your face heat up, his grinding did not stop. You slightly smirked, your hands travelled down his body

You dipped your hands in his pants, gripping his hard cock in your hands. With lidded eyes, he groaned feeling your cold hands around him. Jimin slightly smirked in return, trailing his hands down to your pulsating clit. You started to rub your hands up and down, your thumb running over the slit of his cock. “Fuck, princess. Just how I like it. Don’t you ever leave my sight ever again.” Jimin ran his fingers down your slit, collecting your witness on the tip of his fingers, lightly brushing against your clit making you moan lightly. He looked into your eyes as he brought his hands up and in his mouth, licking your wetness from his mouth, groaning in satisfaction as he tasted you. He took off his pants, leaving him completely naked before you, his tattoo on his right rib cage visible to your eyes, making him look even more sexy.

He took your hands away from his cock, intertwining your hands with his and raising them above your head once again. He captured your swollen lips in a passionate kiss, licking, sucking and biting on your lips and tongue. He grinded his swollen tip on your clit making the both of you moan and groan in pleasure. You felt his pace going from slow and light to fast and hard. You felt every vein on his cock, now lubricated by your juices. He hid his face in your neck, biting down on your neck quieting his sounds of pleasure. You covered your mouth with your right hand, your left scratching his back not being able to take the feeling pleasure from something so simple.

He stopped grinding, making you confused. He took his face away from your neck, looking into your eyes. He kissed you once again, holding your jaw open with his mouth, he spit in your mouth and slid his tongue in your mouth, both of you fighting for dominance. You suddenly moaned against his lips as you felt him push his tip in your entrance, his thumb slowly circling your clit, making you want to cry out in pleasure. “Fuck, beautiful. You’re so wet, I can probably slide right in. I love you so much.” You looked at him above you, grabbing his face, you pulled him into a kiss as he pushed himself deeper into you, his tip hitting you cervix, scratching his back in the process, receiving a loud groan from him against your lips. You pulled away, his face only centimeters away from you, mumbling, “I love you, Jimin.”

Jimin pulled his cock out of your dripping pussy, only letting the tip stay in. He slid all the way back in, hitting your cervix once again as he sucked on you nipples. Your eyes welled up with tears from the immense pleasure he was giving you, moaning against your hand, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you arched your back.

*knock*knock*

You and Jimin looked at each other in surprise, thinking that both of you were just hearing things.

“Y/N, it’s Yoongi. It’s time to eat dinner.”

You were going to respond but suddenly felt Jimin sliding in and out of you, his pace getting faster by each thrust, making you a moaning mess. “You heard him, princess. You better respond while I’m fucking you. Or else, I’ll stop and leave you chasing your orgasm.” You whimpered, “Y-yes, Emper-ror Min. I’ll-fuck-be right o-out.” You heard his footsteps getting quieter and quieter as he walked away from your room. “Fuck fuck...right there, baby. Your cock feels so good.” You cried, and arched your back, moaning loudly as you felt your climax getting closer. You were drenched in sweat, lips swollen, stomach coiling, eyes rolling back as you couldn’t hold your profanities in. Jimin groaned loudly, his climax approaching as well. “Yeah? You like my cock ramming inside of you, hitting your g-spot? Look at you, cock slut. Taking in my cock so well every time.”

The room was filled with sounds of your skin slapping against each other and both of your moans and groans. You felt the rhythm of his thrust get messy as he was nearing his edge. He put his lips against yours in a messy kiss. “Jimin...baby, right there. I’m c-cumm-ing.” Jimin began circling your clit in figure eights, your coil snapping, feeling your walls clench tight around his cock, feeling his pulsating veins, your body shaking from your strong climax. You feel yourself getting sensitive as Jimin continues to thrust deep into you. Cumming with a groan and a snap of his hips, feeling you clench your walls, milking him.

He fell on top of you, no longer being able to hold his own weight above you. Both of your chests moving up and down trying to catch each other’s breath. Jimin finally pulled out of you after a few minutes of just relaxing, wincing in the process from your sensitivity. Jimin leaned down to kiss you, mumbling against your lips, “I love you, baby. But now it’s time to eat dinner so no one gets suspicious.” He pecked your lips before getting dressed. He made his way to the door, pouting as he didn’t see you follow him.

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You got off the bed, tying your robe again. You felt your legs wobble as you made your way to him, Jimin chuckling the effect he has on you. You pecked his lips multiple times before hugging him, enjoying having his arms around you. You fixed his post-sex hair, giggling to yourself. “Alright, I’ll see you in a few minutes.” Jimin bent down to your height and pecked your lips, not getting enough he slid his tongue in your mouth again.

Pulling away from the kiss Jimin looked into your eyes and said, "아침에 널 무릎 꿇게 할 수 있는 건 나뿐이라는 걸 잊지 마. 무슨 말인지 알겠지."* Jimin smirked at you, your cheeks heating up from his statement. You slapped his chest making him throw his head back in laughter. He looked into your eyes, his smile slowly disappearing. You looked at him worried you did something wrong, worried that he realized maybe that what you two were doing is wrong.

“나를 절대 잊지 마. 왜냐하면 당신이 그의 것이라도 나는 항상 당신을 사랑할 것이기 때문이다.”* Your eyes teared up, throwing your hands around him, hugging him tight. You did not want to accept reality, when did anyone ever want to? Jimin hugged you back tighter, holding you against his chest, pecking your hair and breathing in your scent. Something he can never get over. He pulled back from the hug, holding your face in his hands, frowning on seeing your teary eyes.

“하지만 내가 널 다시 내 것으로 만들 테니 걱정하지 마. 난 널 너무 사랑해”* At that moment your tears had fallen down from your eyes. Jimin wiped your tears, pulling you back into his embrace, whispering sweet nothings to your ear to help you calm down.

After a few minutes, with a smile, one had walked away, only, you were the one being left behind this time. You sighed feeling a sudden burst of emotion with Jimin’s words, standing in front of her door ajar. You slid the door close only for a hand to slide it back open again catching you by surprise. Your eyes widened as you saw Yoongi leaning on the frame with his arms crossed, his figure towering over yours.

Yoongi noticed your disheveled look, something he had already seen before. He smirked, stepping into your room, stepping back in fear that you and Jimin had been caught. He scoffed looking at you who was afraid to look into his eyes not knowing what changed for you to fear him. Yoongi grabbed your jaw, forcing you to look into his eyes. “I don’t want you anywhere near Jimin anymore, do you understand? The purpose of your job isn’t for you to whore around, Y/N. Go dress up in your hanbok. It’s time for dinner.” Your eyes filled with tears, never has he ever called you a “whore.” You feared what he could do to Jimin. You’ve seen what he can do to people and it was something you didn’t want to witness happening to Jimin, a person you’re in love with.

Yoongi noticed your tears cascading down your blushing cheeks, your flustered appearance slightly satisfying him as you looked vulnerable in front of him. He caressed your cheek before leaving a kiss on them, making you flinch. Yoongi growled, slightly pushing you away from him, not satisfied with your response to his kiss. He had made his way to exit the room, pausing before he had made his way completely out the doorway, he turned around looking at you with cold eyes. He made his way towards you in large strides, pulling on your arm, bringing his mouth near your ear whispering the truth you were glad he did not reveal in front of the others.

“And don’t forget the day you oathed yourself to me…,my beautiful consort.”

FOOTNOTES

나를 절대 잊지 마. 왜냐하면 당신이 그의 것이라도 나는 항상 당신을 사랑할 것이기 때문이다 - Never forget me, because I will always love you, even if you are his.

아침에 널 무릎 꿇게 할 수 있는 건 나뿐이라는 걸 잊지 마. 무슨 말인지 알겠지 - Don't forget that I'm the only one who can make you kneel in the morning. You know what I mean.

하지만 내가 널 다시 내 것으로 만들 테니 걱정하지 마. 난 널 너무 사랑해- But i’ll make you mine again, so don’t worry. I love you so much

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CHAPTER 3

The Emperor

characters: “The 7” Emperors; Min Yoongi, Kim Namjoon, Kim Seokjin, Jung Hoseok, Park Jimin, Kim Taehyung, Jeon Jungkook. Ahn Y/n. Bang Hyunsik. Soo Jaemin

cameos: Prince Park Jihyun (Emperor Jimin’s younger brother) , Jeon Junghyun (Emperor Jungkook’s older brother, the general of his military, Jung Jiwoo (Emperor Hoseok’s older sister, his advisor), and Cha Eunwoo (a soldier of the Kim’s empire)

word count: 4.02k

Warnings for this chapter: None

genre: fluff, angst, smut, action, emperor au

Author’s note: there will be few sentences in this chapter in Korean, translation will be provided. I thought adding Korean phrases in it would make it seem more interesting. Though, of course, they are Korean and speak Korean in this story

Also, some of you may have been wondering why Namjoon had trusted Y/N that fast as she is still labeled as a parasite. This chapter will answer that question :)

The * symbol indicated footnotes. However, as I post on different platforms aside from Instagram such as Tumblr I will leave the footnotes at the end of the chapter.

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*This chapter is a flashback!*

Chapter 3

3rd POV

Y/N ran as fast as her legs could take her. Running through the woods was one of her favorite hobbies as she had always discovered something new whenever she came to her favorite place. Her small smile got wider as she heard the running water getting near, hearing where freedom is. The wind made the leaves rustle above her as she walked further and further into the woods. A sudden rustle in the bushes made her stop in her tracks. “Hello? Is anyone else here?” Y/N heard nothing but silence. Assuming she was just daydreaming she shrugged and continued prancing about. “I wish I had friends.” Y/N mumbled, pouting while doing so.

Y/N dipped her hand through the shallow river in front of her. The tingling feeling of little fish swimming by her fingers making her giggle. She discovered this place when she had snuck out even though she was ordered to stay home by her parents while they were away like any other day. Her parents were often gone day and night as they worked in the market as butchers selling meat attempting to earn a living in the Kim Empire.

Y/n lifted her dress up, the hem of it just below her knees as she stepped in the warm running water. She unknowingly lost her grip on her dress, the ends of it getting wet by the water she was in. She had gotten distracted by the scenery happening, to her left the sun was setting, making her eyes glisten as she admired the scenery although she has seen it countless times.

A sudden movement of a dark figure she had seen from her peripheral vision had taken her out of her trance. Y/N looked around wearily at her surroundings fearing that she would be caught by the Royal Guards in private territory. Her heart beating quicker by the second as she heard the bushes leading back into the forest rustling. Y/N quietly gasped avoiding any movement as a bear emerged from the shadows, looking at Y/N curiously.

Y/N quietly gasped, her stare remaining on the bear, eyes welling up in her eyes. She stood completely still not wanting to instigate the bear. It walked towards her on its four legs. Slowly sniffing her as soon as its nose came in contact with her skin. Y/N quietly whimpered wishing at the moment that the bear wasn’t in fact there. She stood as still and as quiet as a kid being scolded. The scenery of the sun setting no longer fills up the empty thoughts of her mind. Instead, it was the fear that she will no longer be able to go home.

Y/N saw another figure move in the shadows in front of her, invoking more fear in her. The shadow emerged from the woods, exposing an archer in armor. He slipped his pointer fingers up to his lips signaling for her to be quiet, slowly and quietly stepping towards her and out of the woods, bow and arrow in low stance. As Y/N focused her eyes on him, more soldiers emerged from the forest with swordsmen and archers with shields.

The bear stopped beside Y/N sensing more individuals in its surroundings. It took one more glance at her and then walked towards the unmoved soldiers. The bear stood on its hind legs and bellowed. The men in armor slowly put their weapons in stance, archers aiming at the bear and swordsmen with their weapon yielded. They, too, were nervous but held their positions. The bear slowly walked towards them with its teeth exposed, kanines looking as sharp as spears.

“No! Please don’t harm it!”

“Prince Namjoon! Don’t go near it, it will harm you!” One of the guards aggressively whispered.

The little boy emerged from the woods just like the rest of the soldiers. Only he was in a hanbok. The little boy, however, did not stop with the elder man’s command. He took a few more steps forward and eventually came to a stop. He looked at the bear with admiration in his eyes and slightly smiled at the noticeably older animal with its scratches and scars on its body. “아무도 당신을 해치지 않을 거예요 괜찮습니다…”* Cooed the young prince. The bear let out a small moan, its fear subsided and instead filled with reassurance that there was no danger once Namjoon had come into its vision. “이제 가셔도 됩니다. 곧 만나요, 친구.”* With none of them moving and with Namjoon’s calming words, seeming as if the bear had clearly understood him, the bear slowly disappeared in the woods, revealing the two cubs that were hiding in the bushes waiting for their mum.

He then averted his attention to the young girl behind the bear, her gaze on him with curiosity mixed with the fear that has not subsided, his as well turned into confusion never has he looked at the girl in the eyes besides his mom his whole life*. He tilted his head in confusion as to why this girl was not afraid to look at him in the eyes like any other would at the palace. He slowly walked to the girl in curiosity.

“What’s your name?” Namjoon looked at the girl with a wide smile on his face hoping to not scare the girl who looked just about his age.

“Prince Namjoon, you are not supposed to approach any strangers at this time!” One of the guards harshly whispered yet again to avoid the girl hearing them reveal the second prince of the kingdom.* The guards quickly walked towards the prince protecting him from the potential danger; the unknown girl. With the raise of a hand, they had immediately stopped with the command from the young prince. Namjoon walked towards her and asked her again.

“Hello! My name is Namjoon! What is yours?” Nmajoon took his hand from his side and stretched it out towards her, his palms facing to the die, not facing the floor confusing the soldiers. Y/N looked at his hands in curiosity, then up to him, noticing his gat. Her eyes widened once she had seen the familiar family emblem. Y/N quickly went on her knees immediately bowing with her forehead touching the ground.

“You do not have to bow to me, I am only a prince, I am not my dad.” Y/N still bowing responded, “You may only be a prince, but in the future you will rule just like your dad. I did not know that there is a second prince but I do know that you will be my future Emperor. At least, that's what my mum had said.” Namjoon kneeled on the ground, bending down until his face was leveled with hers, all of the soldiers’ caught by surprise, eyes widening as the prince was basically bowing to the still unknown girl.

“What’s your name?”

“My name is Y/N, my prince. Daughter of Hansol and Yuna. I am only a town girl. I am not worthy of your time. However, I do thank you for saving me from danger, my prince.”

The prince before her had kindly smiled. He grabbed her arm to pull up from her bowing position, Y/n’s gaze still remaining on the ground below her, cautious to not look into Namjoon’s eyes. “You can look into my eyes, Y/N. I will not have you punished by doing so. Did you know that the bear and her cubs were migrating? Winter is coming soon and it is time for them to hibernate.” Y/N looked at him, him showing her a toothy grin making Y/N giggle and smile brightly at his dorkiness and his intelligence. The soldiers had been taken out of their trance of the interaction between the two young kids and pushed Namjoon behind them, pointing their weapons at Y/N.

Y/N looked at them, tears welling up in her eyes as she thought yet again she was going to get killed.

“STOP! That's an order!”

The guards immediately put down their weapons, looking at the little boy in confusion. Namjoon escaped from their grip, balled his fist and pounded his fist on one of the soldiers’ stomach. “You can’t hurt my friend, General Cha!” The older man bowed his head, “My deepest apologies, my prince. However, I do not think you should befriend someone who is not of royal blood.” Namjoon scowled looking up at the man, “General Cha, i do not care if she is a commoner. Your family used to be commoners too but my grandfather had trusted your grandfather. How is any of that different now?”

The general smiled at the wise little boy in front of him, “Nothing, my prince. It does not make a difference. I apologize for my irrational behavior.” Nmajoon smiled and approached Y/N, taking one of her hands in his. “Y/N! Not only will you be my friend, you will be my best friend!” Y/N’s eyes lit up at the word “best friend.” She has never had any friends as the children in her town did not like her, with his kind words, the little girl threw her arms around him enveloping him in a hug. Namjoon chuckled and hugged her back.

“Do you promise?”

“Yes, I promise.”

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The two little kids ever since then would meet up with each other at the lake three times a week, with prince Namjoon’s guard of course. Slowly but surely their bond had gotten stronger. One time, the 18 year old prince, along with his brother Seokjin who he had introduced to her a year after they had met as kids, had found her with a bloody knee. “Why did you get a bruise, Y/N?” Y/N looked down in shame, fearing that her best friend would leave her and have her arrested for her conniving ways. But, nonetheless she had confessed her long ongoing sin.

“These two men were chasing after me…and uh...I fell.”

“Why? I am sure they have no reason to chase you. Do you want me to have them arrested?”

Y/N looked at her dirtied clothes mumbling under her breath hoping for Namjoon to not have heard, “I stole cows meat from them.” Namjoon and Seokjin smiled at her in sympathy, aware of her family’s current economic position, struggling to earn a living once they had been robbed by visitors from the Bang Empire.

“It’s okay. I understand. No need to be ashamed of it. But, next time you need help, you can just ask us. All three of us are best friends for a reason. Who knows? Maybe I’ll hire you as a spy for when my brother and I rule this kingdom.”

Y/N’s eyes teared up with their kind words and mumbled countless of “thank you’s”

Everyday they had sat on piles of big rocks, admiring the sun setting, parents of both parties unaware of their missing presence at this time, the Royal Army guarding the area and keeping the two prince’s secret of their best friend from the Emperor and Empress. The three teenagers fooled around and humoured each other, this being a part of their favourite moment of the week. The soldiers look after them, not making themselves visible for the best friends to enjoy each other's presence. Suddenly, the eldest of the three had asked a sudden question.

Did you two hear about what happened to the Min Empire?”

“No, did something bad happen?”

“It’s been rumoured that the prince had attempted to murder his mother and father, later failing resulting with a gash on his face through his right eye.” Namjoon and Y/N looked at each other and cringed at the information.

“But the worst is that Emperor Bang had ordered his troops to burn down the town of other Empires along with Emperor Soo.” Seokjin looked at the two with sad eyes as they were not aware of what can and will happen soon and the empire had to prepare for it.

A bow lit on fire startled them as it lande close to them. The Royal Guards ran out from theri positions and took the two royals putting their shields above them, leaving Y/N behind. The three looked confused as to what was happening, fear and confusion evident on their face. “My princes, the town and the palace had been ambushed by Emperor Bang’s soldiers. We need to hide you and get you to safety.” Namjoon and Seokjin had tried ripping the soldiers’ grip off their arm but failed to do so, being pushed by the guards.

“Y/N! Your parents!”

Y/N looked at the two resisting, the soldiers struggling to drag the two men. Her eyes teared up knowing well this might be the last time they will see each other.

“GO Y/N! We’ll be fine. We’ll see each other again, I promise.” Y/N snapped out of her trance, putting her pointer and middle finger to her lips and turned her hand outwards to them, a sign of a promise all three of them will never forget. With that, Y/N ran as fast as she could out the woods into the direction of her parents house.

She felt her heart beating out of her chest,her mind filled with worry, thinking of her parents. She ran past the familiar faces, her chest tightening of the image coming to her mind of her parents not being able to get out their house. The sound of a crying little kid in the middle of the crowd, almost getting trampled, had gotten her attention. She quickly went to him and picked him up, running to the direction of her house.

She put the kid down, her eyes wide and mouth hung open. The fire before her eyes had engulfed her entire house. Memories of childhood and her belongings turning into ashes before her eyes. Y/N had not noticed she was crying until a voice had her snapped out of her thoughts, her aunt.

“Y/N come on! Your parents are waiting for you!”

Y/N tightened her grip on the little boy, looking down at her wrist, a red bracelet matching with the Namjoon and Seokjin signifying their friendship. Y/N smiled, slightly content that she still had a memory to keep with her that she will never forget. She quickly shook her thought and followed her aunt, running as the part of the town they were in was burning down, not looking back.

Eventually finding her parents with their horses, she had put the little boy, who looked like the age of 5, on her horse before she hopped on. She looked to her dad, who was covered in ashes in the result of attempting to save some of their belongings along with her mum.

“Where are we going to go, dad?”

“The Min Empire.”

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*Flashback to end of chapter 1*

I stood still for a few seconds trying to hear the rest of the conversation, However, I was not able to retain any information as the guard whispered into his ear. I quietly grunted and quickly turned around, only to bump to bump into a hard chest, hurting my nose in the process, making me fall onto my arse.

“And where do you think you’re going?”

“Emperor Namjoon.” I immediately got off my ass and bowed to my knees. I looked down on the ground attempting to avoid his gaze. “Get up on your feet,...Y/n.” At the mention of my name I had immediately followed his orders, my gaze still on the ground. I saw him take a step closer to me, my feet automatically taking a step back in response. I felt the tips of his fingertips tilt my chin up making our eyes meet.

He immediately engulfed Y/N in a hug, her reciprocating the action. Namjoon let go of her, his hands remained on top of her shoulders looking at her in worry. “Are you okay? Are you hurt? And how many times have I told you to just call me by my first name?” Namjoon whines, crossing his arms and letting out a little huff. Y/N laughed at him looking at an Emperor acting like a child. “Well, you are one.” Nmajoon side eyed her, taking her hand and dragging her out of the woods. Looking down at her worst he smiled, “Of course she still has her bracelet.”

“Hyung! She’s here!” Seokjin shifted his attention away from Yeontan, immediately smiling once he saw Y/N and engulfing her in a hug just like Namjoon had done. Y/N broke the hug and looked at the two men in front of her, and down to the dog who had walked up to her leg, rubbing its head against her leg making her smile.

“When did you have time to get a dog?” Y/N bent down and started petting the small dog. “Oh...he’s not any of ours. He actually belongs to our little brother.” Y/N stopped her movements, looking up at them wide-eyed, shocked written all over her face. “You have a younger brother?!” Seokjin and Namjoon scratched the back of their neck, now remembering that they had never told her of their younger brother. Y/N crossed her arms, “How many years is he younger than me?” Namjoon smiled and responded, “ He’s only a year younger than me but only 3 years younger than Seokjin hyung. He can introduce himself when we get to the palace.”

Y/N choked on her saliva caught by surprise at the secret they’ve been hiding, “So, you’re telling me there’s three emperors in the Kim Empire.” Seokjin nodded and smiled, “Trust me, you’ll like him. He’s like you! Except well, he’s a boy of course.” Seokjin chuckled and walked away with Yeontan, signalling the guards that it’s time to head back to the palace. Namjoon and Y/N looked at each other before catching up with him.

The atmosphere was quiet, Y/N cleared her throat catching the attention of her two best friends. “So,....how’s the progress with the allies?” Seokjin smiled at her thoughtfulness of their empire although she didn’t live there anymore. “It’s going alright. Four empires joined; the Jung Empire, the Park Empire, the Jeon Empire…” Suddenly he came to a pause and his smile disappeared from his face. “Namjoon, there was this other empire but I...I forgot their surname.” Seokjin looked down in embarrassment, not knowing all of his allies. “It’s the Min Empire, hyung.” Seokjin’s face lit up in realization, “Ah, yes! The empire where Y/N lives now.” Namjoon looked at him in confusion, forcing himself not to laugh, “Hyung, they’ve been our ally for centuries. We don’t have any new allies.” The oldest blushed, feeling flustered, “It’s getting dark, we must hurry.” Namjoon and Y/N laughing as he briskly walked. Namjoon looked at Y/N, a question he’s been itching to ask.

“By the way…you have been getting my letters I presume?”

Y/N nodded, avoiding his gaze.

“Well, did you complete your mission? Did you figure out who the parasite is in our empire? The one who’s undercover from the Bang Empire. If you do, please don't hesitate to tell me. Another government official died today...stabbed 20 times. One of the messengers rode on a horse to deliver the message about an hour before we found you.”

A sudden feeling of uneasiness creeped up into her, knowing Namjoon wouldn’t like her answer.

“Yeah, I did. But, it’s yours, Seokjin’s and Emperor Yoongi’s own decision to trust me.”

“We’ve been best friends for years, I would put my life in your hands. Yoongi knows you’re working for me, we’re allies so technically you’re working for him as well.”

“I disguised myself as one of the maids and wandered off as everyone left the palace. Eunwoo…I saw Eunwoo and his dad murder the man you’re talking about that died today. I did some research and asked around. Their family lineage is from the Bang empire. ” Y/N blurted out. Namjoon stopped, looking at her in disbelief.

“What…? You must have mistaken someone for him, Y/N. His grandfather has worked for my grandfather and our dads-” Y/N cut him off with a scoff, “Do you not believe me?”

Namjoon looked at her taking a deep breath, “Of course I do. But, I still want you to show me the evidence.”

They arrived at the palace, heading to the executioners hall where his swords had been put when not in use. Namjoon walked into the room, the wall occupied with swords of past emperors of the Kim Empire along with his dad’s. At the middle of the room rested three swords, unique to each brother. Seokjin looked at Namjoon, waiting for his next action.

Namjoon gripped the handle of the sword, his heart beating, his mind still denying that Eunwoo was capable of such things. With a deep breath, he pulled his sword from the wooden block, eyes widening and disbelief washed over him as he saw the fresh blood trickling down the sword, Seokjin mirroring his facial expressions mumbling “But Namjoon, you’ve never ordered an execution on anyone.”

“No, I didn’t. But you know who did?” Namjoon slightly choked on his words.

“Eunwoo did ...while we were gone from the palace. Today.” Namjoon butterfly smiled remembering the farewell Eunwoo had given him to guard the palace while him and Seokjin were to be gone from the afternoon until night.”

Betrayal was what he felt. Betrayal from one of the men he trusted the most.

Namjoon looked at Y/N who looked at him with sympathy. He dropped the heavy weapon creating a loud sound making Seokjin and Y/N fling. He walked to the door, needing time for himself. Before the door he stopped and commanded the guards and his personal spy.

“I want you to arrest that tyrant. No, actually, I want him to rot in jail.” Nmajoon quickly walked out the door, Seokjin following him possibly to comfort him.

The soldiers mumbled, “Yes, Emperor Namjoon.”

The only time she had felt empathy for Namjoon before was when his father had died of old age. Nonetheless she responded to his command although he was already far gone.

“Yes, my Emperor.”

FOOTNOTES

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“이제 가셔도 됩니다. 곧 만나요, 친구.”* - You can go now. See you soon, my friend.

“...never has he looked at the girl in the eyes besides his mom his whole life*” - women are not allowed to look at any royal member in their eyes as they, the royals, were seen as too “holy and divine” for them...this, however does not apply to the soldiers of the Royal Army….Not sure if this is true in history btw

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CHAPTER 2

characters: “The 7” Emperors; Min Yoongi, Kim Namjoon, Kim Seokjin, Jung Hoseok, Park Jimin, Kim Taehyung, Jeon Jungkook. Ahn Y/n. Bang Hyunsik. Soo Jaemin

cameos: Prince Park Jihyun (Emperor Jimin’s younger brother) , Jeon Junghyun (Emperor Jungkook’s older brother, the general of his military, Jung Jiwoo (Emperor Hoseok’s older sister, his advisor), and Cha Eunwoo (a soldier of the Kim’s empire)

word count: 2.07K

warnings: explicit language(❗️), groping(brief mention❗️), Brie mention of killing(❗️)

genre: fluff, angst, smut, action, emperor au

2 weeks later

3RD POV

Y/n took a long, deep breath as she reminisced on how she had been caught. Sweat rolling down her face to her neck as the scorching hot sun blazed down on her. Her dirtied, ragged clothes sticking to her now tanned skin. Her foot chains grazed against the dirt every few minutes as she moved along the vegetables from the ground. Her back aching as she crouched down every step she took, pulling the carrots from the ground. She felt her body attempting to cool itself down from the heat.

She looked up to her left, looking at the soldiers whose eyes roamed over the farm with other prisoners spread about doing different tasks. A man near the forest, surrounded by countless soldiers, had chained feet and hands was lumbering firewood for the emperor's fireplace as winter was to come in a few months. Rumor has it that he had killed countless men during his time of service of the late Emperor Jooyoung only to betray his country and had almost made the late emperor headless. A man not that far from her, with only bound feet was also picking vegetables from the ground. Rumor had it that he used to be the executioner for the Kims for the last 10 years. However, he had tried executing the Queen as he was one of her many affairs whom she had promised that he were to climb up the hierarchy. Many more prisoners that surrounded her had rumors going around and about that they all had tried murdering the Emperor and Empress while working for them. Securing a job within the palace gave them that advantage to do so. These criminals were called “parasites.” This term was only given to prisoners that are considered to be one of the most violent and tyrant; the lunatics. “Tsk, ‘parasite’ my ass.” muttered Y/n under her breath.

As Y/n went back to her assigned cyclic task, she felt a pair of eyes burning through the back of her head making the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. She had ignored it and focused on not trying to be punished for “laziness” and “day dreaming.” Y/n shrugged off the feeling of uneasiness and continued working. At that moment, she had heard footsteps getting closer and closer to her but had ignored it as she thought that she was not the one being approached. Y/n’s eyes widened as she felt a sudden tug on her right wrist, turning her around making her bump into someone’s chest. A soldier looked down at Y/n winking at her but not letting go of her wrist. Some prisoners tried to be discreet and watched from the corner of their eyes as they were doing their work. This ought to be interesting. Y/n looked up at the unknown man with confusion written all over her face, until she yelped feeling a hand creep around her waist and grope her ass.

Y/n ripped her wrist away from his grip, punching him on the face and kicking his ribs. Soldiers ran towards the commotion and took their swords out from their waists. Y/n felt fear creeping upon her but soon disappeared as she saw a prisoner stand in front of her, her eyebrows furrowing and mouth hung slightly ajar. Soon enough, every prisoner isn’t he farm stood before her facing the soldiers. ”No woman should be touched like that by any man,” a man who looked about her age had stated. “I’m Cha Eunwoo, the lieutenant of this military. I can do whatever I want and no one is to tell me otherwise but his highness, himself,” Eunwoo took a step closer to the young man staring right through his soul. “While you can’t do anything. Because, one wrong move and I can just have you killed off right here, right this instant, parasite,” Eunwoo spat on his face. A man had suddenly yelled, “We’re not the real parasites Eunwoo, you and your little minions are!”

Y/n pushed herself through the crowd trying to get to Eunwoo before any violence could occur. She was pushed and shoved in every direction as the prisoners started yelling vulgar words towards the “Lieutenant.” At last, Y/n stood in front of him withstanding her ground, “Just because you are part of the royal army does not mean you can disrespect others however you like. You should know that the best as it’s part of the oath you took, Lieutenant.” Eunwoo scoffed and rolled his eyes in response, blinding down to her ear, he whispered and a moment of silence instilled in the air. No one hears what he’s saying, Y/n’s eyes widening by the second.

She landed the first punch on Eunwoo’s face, catching him by surprise, making him stumble back and fall down. Y/n marched towards his direction only seeing red at this point. Eunwoo struggled to scramble back as the crown surrounded him. Y/n snatched a sword from a soldier standing on the sides and that’s when the prisoners realized she was about to kill him.

Y/n raised the sword, ready to swing the heavy piece of yielded metal at him. She doesn’t want to kill him, no, she just wants to put a cut on his pretty little for him to be reminded of her. With each step she took toward him, the more he had struggled to move back. “You’re no royal soldier. You feed off of the unnecessary fear you give to people. You belittle anyone who is below you so you can feel higher than you already are. But, let me tell you this once. You will just be like your father, you will never experience sitting on that thrown, you’ll only die trying to. You’ll die with everyone knowing you’re just a nobody. You’re nothing but a conceited traitor who wants all the power to himself, wanting to overthrow The 7 Emperors with your little minions. Don’t think I know that your soldiers that are with you right now framed these prisoners just so YOU and your little friends can step up and take their spot. “ Everyone had gasped, still not being able to believe the words that they had heard. “But, what happens once everyone hears about this? Oh wait, they just have. Now, would you rather die in the hands of a parasite still maintaining your titled rank? Or, die in the hands of an executioner as the three Kim Emperors laugh at you as you beg for forgiveness on your knees, Lieutenant.” Y/n held the edge of the sword in his right artery.

The sight in front of Y/n made her grin wide in content, her smile imitating that of Cheshire the Cat. Eunwoo has cold sweat running down all over his face, pupils shaking with fear that he had been caught. But, he slowly regained his emotions. “And who do you think you are, little girl? Who do you think the emperors will believe, you, a homeless and worth-nothing-thief? Or, their prized royal lieutenant?” Y/n scoffed and pressed the sword deeper into his neck, “You? A prized lieutenant you say?” Y/n looked straight into his eyes, suddenly erupting in loud laughter. The royal soldiers with confusion written all over their face as the other prisoners joined in the laughter.

“Oh my, my, what a gullible soldier boy.” She gripped his collar, picking him up off the ground, “Just because I’m a thief, does not mean I am any less important than you are to the emperors.” Y/n grinned and pushed him towards his men, who still had yet to process the information that their Lieutenant was a traitor to their motherland, Eunwoo filled with shock and confusion as he came to a realization of what she said. Y/n looked around her and saw them looking at her with curiosity and wonder, urging her to speak more, waiting for her to say more.

“Now, is that how a lady should behave in this dynasty?”

Y/n turned to the direction of the voice that had interrupted her, eyes widening, but withstanding her emotions. There he was, the smartest of the Kim brothers, Emperor Namjoon, who also happens to be the general of their military. Everyone had bowed excluding Y/n, Eunwoo stood up glaring at her, “Your highness, this parasite has done nothing but spew lies out of her mouth. She is accusing me, your royal lieutenant, of treason. I suggest we execute her.” Y/n scoffed, merely glancing at Emperor Namjoon before gracefully bowing to him showing the man her respect. “To answer your question, your highness, the answer would be, “no.” No, as in a lady should not behave like that, but...a lady should not be told how to behave when an estranged man has touched her without her permission,” while glaring at Eunwoo. The edge of Emperor Namjoon's lips stretched upward at the rebuttal Y/n had given.

“Lieutenant.” At the sound of the Emperor’s, who is also his general, Eunwoo automatically stands at attention with his chest out and chin high, like he was trained to do. “You and your men are relieved from duty and to be arrested...of treason.” Y/n smirked once she heard the words coming out of Emperor Namjoon’s mouth. Eunwoo looked at the Emperor with shock as he couldn’t seem to comprehend what was happening. “No, you can’t, general. My family blood line has been a part of the Royal Army for centuries. I’ve only just become lieutenant, I’ve just earned the title. I am the youngest person in the dynasty to earn this title, something I worked hard for….your highness, please. I will bring nothing but disappointment if my mom was to hear about this. I cannot break my family’s tradition, Emperor, I beg of you,” Eunwoo’s voice laced with desperation as he begged on his knees in front of him.

“Get up off your knees,” Emperor Namjoon said looking down on the desperate man. “If I had not bumped into Y/n in the bamboo forest that day, how would have I figured out your plans? How could have I figured out the reasons why my brothers and I’s officials were dying off one by one, day by day mysteriousl? You convinced me to hire an executioner, which so happened to be your father, my late father’s Royal Lieuteneant. My government officials heads’ were cut off by the same sword the executioner uses, do you want to know why?” Eunwoo shook his head refusing to believe anything that was going on, mumbling, “This must be a dream….this can’t be true.” Emperor Namjoon had a sinister smile on his face, “Y/n was the one who had informed me. Had told me how she had witnessed it with her own eyes.” Eunwoo charged towards her direction, “She has no proof, your highness.” Emperor Namjoon signaled his men to take a hold on Eunwoo with a tilt of his head towards his direction. “I don’t need proof, Eunwoo. The executioner owns three swords, one used under the common of my older brother, Emperor Seokjin, and my younger brother, Emperor Taehyung,” Namjoon said as he walked around him looking into his eyes, smirking as he saw Eunwoo starting to cower in fear, averting his eyes to the ground.

“Now, I do know my brothers have executed very few people in the past. The people that were executed in this kingdom, were criminals who have committed crimes that were not worthy of justice. The executioner is to be commanded by the emperors…..and my lieutenant. I, however, have not ordered any executions my whole reign,” Namjoon took out his sword and threw it Eunwoo’s feet.

“Then how come my sword has stains of blood on it?”

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