My one-hundred-sixteenth birthday was fun. My mother and I took a walk around the dark and gloomy forests before we checked up on my father and his trainees.

     "How are they?" My mother smiled gently, taking my father's hand as I curiously looked around.

      "Min Yoongi-" my father pointed towards the young vampire who was defeating his comrades in duels. He had fluffy blonde hair and bright blue eyes. "-I think he's the best. Quickest, smartest, and strongest."

     "Min Yoongi?" My mother played his name on her lips with a gentle smile and a tip of her head. 

       By now, most of the trainees noticed us standing there, staring in awe.

       Min Yoongi was the only one who continued training. 

      "Uwa... it's the princess! Happy birthday princess!" One of them shouted, which made the others also do it. That caught the infamous Yoongi's attention. He looked over from sharpening his blades. 

       He finally spoke when it had quieted down. 

       "Happy birthday, princess. one-hundred-sixteen, correct?" He smiled, putting his weapon of choice down and walked over. 

         My words caught in my throat as he stood right in front of me, so I just nodded. His blue eyes were sharper up close and I could see every strand of blonde hair. If it got quiet enough, I could hear him breathe.

      "Sorry about her. She has never spoken to anyone except her teachers," my mother put her other hand onto the young guard's shoulder.

       "Ah. It's alright," Yoongi stepped back and bowed, still smiling at me. "Have a happy birthday, princess-"

      "(Y/n)."

      "Huh?" Yoongi looked at me, blinking.

      "Please call me (Y/n), Sir Yoongi," I took a deep breath, palms starting to sweat.

      "Of course," he got over his shock, smile back on his features.

      "Sweetie," my mother called me out of my 'trance'. "I'm heading back to the castle. Would you like to stay here with your father?"

      "Oh. Yes!" I nodded, looking away from Yoongi.

-

     That was how we met. After then, I went to watch them train everyday, and after they finished, Yoongi and I went to walk.

      "Your father had to talk to me," Yoongi said after a while.

       "I hope nothing is wrong," I grabbed Yoongi's hand, looking up at him.

       "He wants us to marry," Yoongi intertwined our fingers, his other hand coming to brush my cheek.

       "That's great!" I smiled happily, leaning closer.

       "It is," Yoongi copied me, pressing his lips gently to mine. As the kiss grew more passionate, his hand moved from my cheek to my back to hold me steady.

      Then, we couldn't meet as much. And the timed we did meet, we went as far as we could away from the kingdom.

      "I love you," he breathed, breaking one of our many kisses.

      "As do I."

      The rustle of leaves broke us away. Two hunters stood there, staring wide-eyed.

     "Uwa! Jackpot!" One cheered.

     "Two vampires... one... a royal," the other one mused.

     "Grab the royal and leave the other?" The first one cocked his head.

     "Go for it. Have fun," the taller of the two chuckled, standing back.

     The shorter was a mage, hands glowing as he muttered words under his breath. Black swarmed my vision. Two, non-soft, pairs of hands grabbed me.

     A screech erupted from me as I was taken. "Yoongi!"

     When I got my vision back, I saw his body laying by the tree. He was out cold.

     Where the hunters took me, they tortured me. I tried contacting Yoongi, nothing worked. After that first month, the mage figured out a spell. All memories were swiped.

      For weeks since my memories were tkane, I stared dully at the ground.

     "(Y/n)!" A males voice called. I looked up from the ground to a man with golden hair and broad shoulders. He gave me a hug.

     "Who are you?" I asked, staring blankly past his shoulder.

     "Oh," he clicked his tongue, staring at me sadly. "It's me... Seokjin. Your brother?"

      "Brother?"

     "Hopefully you'll understand. I love you. But I had to do this," said 'Seokjin' started crying into my shoulder. "I didn't want to do this. I had to."

     "I had to do it."