Yoongi made it into his brother's room quite easily, as the guards positioned outside weren't there. They must've gone with Agust to the grave, to give him extra protection.
Yoongi immediately began, rummaging through his brother's reading nook, lifting over the pillows and blankets on the bed, opening books stacked nearby and even checking for loose flooring.
He was running short on time and running out of places to look. That was when he spotted the globe sitting beside his brother's bed.
Yoongi remembered his brother saying he had no plans to travel. He had even declined their father's offer to go overseas with him. Yoongi made his way over to it, which was when he heard something.
A loud creak. A loose floorboard underneath the table that the globe was on.
Without hesitation, Yoongi moved the globe and table out of the way, opening the floor floorboard and finding a bottle inside. Yoongi felt his hands begin to shake and tears sting his eyes as he read the label.
It read Aconitum coreanum, but it was better known as Korean monkshood, a poisonous plant. To get just a small jar of this would cost a fortune.
Yoongi didn't want to believe it, but the proof was right here. Agust killed their parents. He must've slipped the poison into their parents' food the night before they died.
"I had a feeling you'd come looking for something in here."
Yoongi stood up and faced his brother, who was standing at the door.
Agust let out a small sigh, "I knew I should've disposed of the bottle."
"You killed them..." Yoongi spluttered. "You killed our parents."
"Honestly, I'm not that ashamed of myself," Agust admitted with a shrug. "They always preferred you over me. Did you know they were going to make you King before me?"
Yoongi froze. He hadn't known.
"Well, it just so happens I overheard that conversation," Agust seethed. "Said that I wasn't ready. That I was unworthy. You, however, were more than ready. What did you have that I didn't?"
Yoongi didn't say anything.
He needed to get away.
Away from his brother.
Away from the palace.
He needed to get away right now.
Without a second thought, Yoongi pulled out a gun he'd brought with him and shot the chandelier above the two. It started falling down towards Agust, making the prince jump out of the way.
Yoongi then ran. He had no idea where he was running to, but his legs seemed to have an idea. He jumped over a small balcony and landed in the courtyard just as he heard his brother yell something at the top of his voice.
"I don't care if he's even missing a limp! Bring me my brother!"
Yoongi's legs worked faster, especially as he saw the castle walls up ahead. He stopped as he reached them, hesitating. How was he going to get over them?
Noticing a golden dragon statue nearby the wall, Yoongi came up with a plan. It was entirely on luck, but he didn't have a choice anymore. The men after him were hot on his tail.
Yoongi climbed up the dragon, standing on its head and jumped. His hands grabbed onto the edge of the roof, where he pulled himself up and ran over the roof of the wall. He rolled down as he reached the other side, knowing he'll get off the roof quicker.
Yoongi finally made it over, rolling over and landing on the ground. He lost his balance at the last second, causing him to fall backwards and onto the gravel floor.
He quickly got himself up, brushed himself down and ran, knowing the men that were chasing him would begin to climb over the way he did.
Sure enough, when Yoongi looked back, he saw two of the men had made it over, while the third was making his way over.
Yoongi faced in front of him again, continuing to run.
There was no point in calling for help. It was the middle of the night. The only people awake were drunk or wouldn't want to get involved.
Yoongi didn't stop for even a moment, running through the empty markets and dark roads. Every house had its lights out and doors covered. Yoongi panted, knowing that no matter how hard he tried, the men would get him eventually.
As if fate was against him tonight, Yoongi felt something collide with him from behind, sending them both to the ground. One of the men had caught up with him and flung himself at Yoongi, stopping the prince.
Yoongi stood up quickly, fighting off the first man. He managed to knock him down when the other two arrived.
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Nari shot awake.
She'd heard something. Had she? Or was it from her dream?
But she hadn't been dreaming.
Nari then heard it again. It was faint, meaning it was coming from a little distance away.
Nari sighed, grabbing something next to her.
"Those people really need to set limits when they go drinking," Nari muttered as she exited her room.
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Yoongi curled around his stomach as one of the men kicked him again.
He felt one of the men move him onto his back, and caught the glint of a small knife.
"You know, I don't really get why your brother wanted us to give you the same scar he has," the man with the knife chuckled. "Perhaps it's so you know what it felt like, all those years ago."
Yoongi tried to get up, but the other two men were holding him down. The man with the knife grabbed Yoongi's face, keeping it still as the knife got closer and closer. Yoongi tried to move his head away, but the man had a firm grip.
"No hard feelings, right?" the man smirked. This was an evil smirk though.
And that was when the man sliced his knife across Yoongi's right eye.
Yoongi let out a huge cry, the pain visible in his voice as his right hand instinctively reached up to cover his wounded eye. He could feel the warm blood gushing out and through his hand, making his breathing begin to quicken.
He didn't want to die. Not yet.
Not at the hands of these men. Not at the hands of his brother.
"Alright, what now?" Yoongi heard one of the men ask.
"Now we take him back to the palace, no matter how ugly it gets," another man answered.
Yoongi felt one of the men grab his arm, and then let out and scream in pain.
"Bullseye..." Nari muttered.
She took out another arrow, aiming at the ground nearby to the men.
She fired, the arrow hitting where she'd aimed. The men seemed to grow scared after that and ran, leaving the injured man alone and on the ground.
"King Agust is going to kill us," Yoongi heard a man say as they ran.
Yoongi could feel his body beginning to slowly shut down, most likely because of how much blood he was losing.
Despite how run down he felt, he heard someone run over, drop something beside them both and turn him over to face them. It was too dark to see, but he saw a flower clip in the person's hair.
"Hey, stay with me," a voice said. Female, and she sounded young. "You'll be alright."
Yoongi felt his hand get removed from his eye and fabric get placed over his eye to stop the bleeding. He felt the other hand wrap around the back of his body, supporting him against his saviour.
He felt exhausted, whether it was from the running or the beating. He knew he had to keep his eyes open... did he even have a right eye anymore?
Nevertheless, staying awake was slowly becoming more and more difficult.
"Father, get the ward ready!"
That was the last thing Yoongi heard before he gave into the darkness.