"Your majesty, Prince taehyung freed all the cattles of palace and now they are running all over the reign!!" Informed his royal commander, which made namjoon heave a deep sigh of frustration.
Kim taehyung, the younger son and beloved prince of Kim...
Warning- The chapter included sensitive content like slight gore, r*pe, angst.
The chapter is extremely long, so I suggest you to read it in your free time. The total word count of this chapter is 19.7k+ words.
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Next day
Taehyung's pov
I was walking in the silent but not empty hallways of the palace, heading in the direction of the practice field, to check on the soldiers before escorting to kirazanga for the war.
As I was walking, my steps came to halt, when I heard someone's presence behind me, like someone is watching me from ever since I have started walking.
I turned around, but there was no one, except some guards who are guarding that place.
I sighed, turning my face towards the outside of the palace, thinking about hoseokie, whom I promised to meet before the sunset, when sun will be shining bright in sky.
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Letting out a sigh, I continued to walk towards the practice field, with my sword held firmly in my hand.
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(The practice field)
I reached there, and started to examine them, moving my eyes all over the place, capturing their every move, their strategies, their skills within few moments.
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