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San was practically going to lose it. He loved Wooyoung with all of his heart and couldn't bear to watch the male engage in such a battle. But it was because he loved Wooyoung so greatly that he wouldn't intervene.
As far as the King knew, this duel was going to be a simple battle. He had no clue that his son planned on murdering him.
"Wooyoung.. there's still time to backout-"
"San. Stop trying to convince me not to do this." Wooyoung spoke with frustration and turned to change into clothing for the proper duel. Wearing this attire, the only way for Wooyoung to properly kill his father would be a slash across the throat.
Even that would be difficult for him, as his father often trained with the soldiers.
"I'm sorry.. I'm just.. really concerned Wooyoung.." San frowned. He knew all of this would build up as a trauma that would constantly hurt the one he loved.
Wooyoung bit his lip and turned back to San. "I know.. I'm sorry.." Wooyoung grabbed San's hand,"I'll really be okay.. he has no intention of killing me." Wooyoung spoke and San avoided saying what he was thinking.
What if he finds out what you're planning on doing and ends up trying to kill you.. San frowned realizing that Wooyoung would not die. If anything, he would be the one to die, as he would be standing nearby and willing do take the hit for his boyfriend.
"I know.." San murmured and cupped the prince's face carefully. The knight stared at and admired his boyfriends flawless face. He knew Wooyoung was often self conscious because of the shape of his nose, but San found it to be one of the most attractive parts of the blond's face.
The knight leaned forward and shared a chaste kiss with Wooyoung, who responded by wrapping his arms around the knight's torso.
"I'll really be alright San." Wooyoung whispered and pulled away, realizing he had to get to the disciplinary area.
"..Okay.." San equipped his helmet and walked cautiously behind the prince, knowing that if he stood too close, it would cause suspicion to arise.
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《Trigger Warning: Death.》
As they approached the area, they could see that a crowd had already begun to form in confusion. Of course, my father would try to get everyone to see my embarrassment.. Wooyoung thought to himself as he walked towards the front of the crowd.
San on the other hand situated himself near the prince on the sidelines, acting as a regular guard who had the intentions of protecting the king.
"So. You've actually decided to go through with this? I thought you would run away with another knight."
".." Wooyoung didn't bother engaging with the king who only wanted to aggravate him. He knew if he lost his calmness, the male would already be winning their dispute.
"Well then.. let's not waste any time." The king smirked and drew his sword.
Wooyoung did the same, standing a good distance away from his father.
In the castle, the twin girls watched the males from their bedroom windows. They weren't sure what the outcome would be, but they were certainly terrified. Never in the history of the Jung family had there ever been a duel between two of the family members.
Wooyoung gulped as the referee counted down. For a moment, everything seemed frozen and silent. There was no movement until the referee shouted for them to begin.
Using the skills that San had taught him through their personal training sessions, Wooyoung was delicate with his steps. Shifting his weight in order for him to move quicker and avoid the slashes his father charged at him with.
Wooyoung struck down with his sword, the metal of the two iron objects clashing against each other loudly and causing a few sparks to fly from the impact. San watched nervously, slightly moving forward and prepared to intervene should he do so.
Wooyoung pushed his father's sword off of his own and dodged the man's second attempt to strike Wooyoung across the stomach. With a spin, Wooyoung ducked quickly under the sword that was swung over his head.
Standing up quickly, Wooyoung grabbed his sword with both hands, swinging it diagonally with force to hit the King's sword again. His main goal was to get the weapon out of the man's hands. Fortunately for him, he knew that the King only fought while holding his sword with two hands, which was the worst method to use when their combat was so close to each other.
Wooyoung shifted his weight again, leaning back and almost stumbling while trying to avoid his father's sword. Quickly, he lifted up his own sword and blocked the hit again, using his whole body to propel himself forward and push the King off of him.
It was then, Wooyoung noticed an open spot, hitting the sword away from the King and sending it clattering to the floor. In one quick step, Wooyoung had the point of his sword against the King's chest.
The King glared at the boy when he noticed the sword trailing upwards, and being pointed at his neck.
"What the fuck are you doing? You've already won."
"N-no. I haven't." Wooyoung spoke shakily and the King realized what the boy was attempting to do.
"Seize him!" A few guards stepped forward but San, Mingi and Jongho waisted no time fighting them off. Wooyoung pushed a guard away, kicking him once and turning to see the king bending forward to retrieve his sword.
But he was too slow.
Suddenly Wooyoung grunted and the knights fighting turned to see the King's head on the floor. Wooyoung had sliced his head clean off.
Everyone stood in shock as the King's head fell right off of his neck and the King's body fell to the floor. Dark red blood creeped on the stone away from the place where Wooyoung had cut the King's head.
Guards obsrtved the scene with uncertainty. There would be no benefit to trying to serve a dead king, but they hadn't expected this outcome.
Wooyoung turned to the crowd of people. "I.. am the new king." He spoke, dropping his sword to the ground and looking for San who weakly nodded at him, before falling to the ground.
The prince gasped, noticing the blood soaking San's clothes on his chest and arms. Ignoring the eyes of everyone watching, Wooyoung rushed to aid his boyfriend, removing the knight's helmet and causing everyone to gasp. "What- Where did they hit-"
"I'm going to be fine.. I just.. feel a little faint.." San muttered, "Feeling kinda tired.." He whispered, eyes closing.
Wooyoung looked up at Mingi with watery eyes, tears threatening to fall. Mingi rushed over to pick up the knight out of Wooyoung's arms and carry him to the castle doctors.
Wooyoung looked down at his bloody hands and looked at the people who had gathered to see a simple duel. "L-Leave." He commanded and the group turned to leave in confusion and concern.
Jongho grabbed the prince's arm,"Let's.. go and clean up."
Wooyoung nodded and blinked, tears streaming down his face.
He didn't look back at his father's corpse.
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Wooyoung sat on his old bed. His father's previous advisor told the prince that he needed to become King as soon as possible before other kingdoms see his father's death as a chance to attack.
He asked if someone could plan the coronation for him. He didn't have the willpower, not when he didn't know how San was doing.
A moment later there was a knock on the prince's door.
"Yes?" Wooyoung stood up hoping to hear news of San's recovery.
"Your highness.. a servant spoke, we've received news that both Yeona and Do Heejoon have died. Although, they've not recovered the body of your sister, we know that she fell from three stories up."
Wooyoung froze.
"Wh-what?" Wooyoung felt like the world was spinning. Everything bad seemed to be happening all at once.
The prince felt faint. The servant shouted for the male who's vision had become blurry as he collapsed to the floor.
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