The Prince and the Assassin (Chapter 12)
Tossing and turning the prince tried to fall into the comfort of sleep but only one thing was worrying him, Wooyoung. Why am I thinking about him? He murmurs now and again.
Finally sitting up, he drapes his legs over the side of his bed to be welcomed by the floor, hissing as the coldness from the marble struck through his feet and up his body.
Debating whether to continue his little escapade, he reached for the golden and red robe just over one of the chairs nearest to the bed, and fixed his hair accordingly.
Why am I gonna do this? He mumbles from tiredness and want, as if he can't go on without it concerning his emotion and fear.
Wooyoung had been at the palace for just one day but why had he made such an impact on him? He had had many servants throughout the years some even more handsome and willing to service him but that face, no one could match the anger and loneliness in that boys eyes. it's as if life had been torn and tortured from him but yet again he seemed...Ok with it, like he developed a mind and body that's with stood any attack emotionally and physically. But the question is, why?
Why had he had to build this barrier which masked how he really felt?
The prince sighed, thanking his teacher for showing him how to identify people either in good or bad times.
Pushing himself up he waddles to the main bedroom door, the coldness of the tile still stinging his feet as he continued through the door, making sure no one was evident before venturing out and making his way towards his new servant’s room.
Pulling his robe closer to his body to fight the bitter cold, he continued along the hallway until movement was found and Nichkhun, ad quietly as possible, launched himself towards one of the many tables and ornaments scattering the hallway and he found himself spying over a rustic looking table, making sure to he couldn't be seen even in near pitch blackness.
What he hadn't welcomed was person exiting Wooyoung’s room with a tiny oil lamp, it's flame just lighting the features of the man, and Nichkhuns eyed widened in surprise
Taecyeon turned the corner to venture back to his room, not suspecting the hidden prince a few metres away in the other direction.
When the small light had disappeared, Nichkhun slowly backed put from his hiding place while wiping the small amount of dirt from his expensive robe.
''What the hell is he been doing in there?'' Nichkhun thought anger boiling up inside him. Although it was Taek, nothing could make him more angry at him than him using one of his possessions before he himself tried it.
True, slaves and servants were used as sexual objects; male or female, and Nichkhun hoped Wooyoung would welcome to the prospect even though they had just met today. But seeing Taek exit his slaves room like that, possessiveness sprouted from inside him in a new and endearing way.
Something inside of him kept saying, 'it might be a misunderstanding, don't jump to conclusions. There’s probably an explanation for this' but it was over ruled by anger and betrayal.
Turning back to his room, not wanting to face his servant just yet, the bitter cold had vanished as if it hadn't been there and the tile was just hard and uncomfortable.
He entered his room and undressed, slipping into the bed and tried to get a little comfortable as best he could.
That night be couldn't sleep, again only thoughts of one man invaded his mind.
Wooyoung, I will show you your place in this kingdom.
As my slave, and my slave alone.
Mine
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This was written in such a hurry because I know I'm a bad writer to not write regularly and your keep all of your guys waiting. I keep saying I'm sorry every chapter but that's really all what I can do.
Mianhae~
I'm busy still with my final project in college and then all uni stuff plus a cousins wedding. I hope in the summer I can write a bit more frequently and I no chapters are short but I prefer them that way *gets hit with bricks* it doesn't make me run put of ideas quickly, you know why I mean?
I cherish each of my readers to death and love anyone who even thinks about clicking on this story. I’m just sad how I can live up to expectations of writing more. Sorry~
Plus just came back from a trip to Paris, and as a weird fan girl I spazzed at places where DBSK were, seriously :D I even unconsciously sat were Yunho had sat at sacre ceour and only realised when I looked at some bonjour Paris pictures. Ahhhh~ but Paris was fun and really cultural, plus got a tan with it.
BOOYAH!
Also i've been thinking if I should have a BETA, just to push me to write more and also just review that my writing is all correct in grammar and spelling although i do do spell check xD Does anyone want to offer there services? although i have never had a BETA before.