"I'm going to miss you both."

Jisung was standing next to the castle doors, saying goodbye to his parents.

"We're going to miss you too. Please try to visit us sometime. And bring Minho too." Mrs. Han said, smiling softly towards her son.

"We love you Han-ah." Mr. Han said, kissing Jisung's head.

Jisung's parents intertwined their hands and turned around, ready to leave.

"Wait, Mr. And Mrs. Han."

All 3 turned around, seeing Minho lightly jogging down the hallway, carrying something in his hands.

"Minho, I'm so glad you came, we have to leave now but you weren't there when we got to your room." Mrs. Han said, embracing Jisung's boyfriend in a long hug.

Minho hugged back, rubbing her upper back lightly. Once the woman let her go, Mr. Han reached out and shook Minho's hand firmly.

"I brought you both a little something. You can consider it a gift from me." Minho said, giving the two grown-ups the basket in his hands.

"Oh darling, you really didn't have to." Mrs. Han said, opening it it up.

Inside the basket lay all kinds of treats. A piece of cheesecake, strawberries, some chocolate, a bottle of vine and lastly a small, dark-blue pouch.

Mr. Han picked up the pouch, opening it up. They both gasped, seeing what was inside.

"Oh dear, Minho we can't accept this." Mrs. Han said, covering her mouth.

"Please, I have no need for it. It's a gift, just to give you a little lift." Minho said.

Mr. Han shook Minho's hand again, pulling him in for a manly hug.

"Thank you so much. For everything you've done for us and Jisungie." Mr. Han said, letting Minho go.

"Of course, sir. It's my pleasure." Minho said, bowing.

Jisung smiled in awe at his amazing boyfriend, wrapping his arms around his waist a second later. Minho accepted Jisung's small body into his embrace, holding him close.

"We should get going, the carriage mist be waiting." Mr. Han said, turning around with the basket in his hands.

"Take good care of our Jisungie for us, ok darling?" Mrs. Han said, hooking her arm into Mr. Han's.

"Of course, ma'am. Always."

And with that the two left the castle, starting their long ride home.

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"Minho, you have to come down to the dining hall in 10 minutes, father is coming home and wants to talk to us."

Minho groaned in annoyance, ushering Felix out of his room.

The prince was feeling kind of moody, since his boyfriend had to go work and his dad would be coming home, ruining the perfect life he had been living the past couple of days.

Minho unwillingly got out of bed, dragging his feet down to the dining hall where his family would be gathering for dinner in a few minutes.

When the second prince entered, he saw Seungmin, Felix, Hyunjin, Chan and Woojin already seated in their chairs. Minho slumped down in his own, immediately gulping down a few mouth-fulls of water.

"Hey, try to act civil once he gets here, Minho. I don't want you in trouble again." Chan said, patting Minho's shoulder.

Minho nodded his head half-heartedly. A couple minutes went by, before the dining hall opened, revealing the king.

The man walked in, with Hyunjin's parents following suit.

"My sons, I am home." He said, holding his arms out proudly.

"Welcome home father." Seungmin immediately said, bowing his head.

"I hope you had a good trip." Chan added, earning a pat on his back at the king passed by him.

"Everyone, I want you to meet Hwang Yeji. Hyunjin's cousin." Mr. Kim said, pointing towards the teenager standing next to Hyunjin's parents.

The girl gave the table a shy wave, looking as red as her lipstick.

"Please, take a seat. Dinner will be served shortly." The king said, gesturing for everyone who stood up still to take a seat.

The royal servants, plus a couple extra maids all entered the dining hall, carrying the royal family's food. Minho smiled for the first time, seeing his Jisung coming towards him with a small smile on his face.

Jisung walked up to Minho's right side, soundlessly placing his plate onto the table, before refilling the glass of water Minho had chugged down earlier. Minho subtilly grabbed Jisung's free hand, giving it a few sibtile rubs under the table.

Jisung squeezed Minho's hand before leaving his side, silently trotting over to stand by the other servants by the wall.

"Minho, I have exciting news for you." The king said.

Minho rolled his eyes.

"Don't bother, I'm not getting married." Minho immediately said, not even looking up.

"This time it has nothing to do with marriage." The king argued, making Minho look up at him with raised eyebrows.

"I want you to take Yeji to Seungmin's wedding in two days. As a date."

"No, absolutely not." Minho immediately answered.

"Minho, I am giving you a chance at dating her and falling in love with her before you get married. Wasn't that what you wanted?" The king said.

Minho glanced towards Yeji, seeing how she was looking up at him shyly with a soft blush decorating her cheeks. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, looking away immediately once she met Minho's eyes.

"She's young, beautiful, has a gorgeous body, and her name holds power. What more could you possibly be looking for."

Minho set his utensils down, looking at his father in disbelief and annoyance.

"Dad, you can't just set me up to date someone and expect me to be in love two weeks later so that you can arrange a marriage. It doesn't matter how pretty or powerful she is, if she's not made for me to love - I'm not gonna fall in love with her." Minho said.

"You haven't even tried talking to her, how do you know you can't fall for her." Minho's father said.

Minho was about to argue that he already was in love, but managed to stop himself before he exposed his and Jisung's relationship.

Minho subtilly glanced up, meeting Jisung's eyes. The younger looked distressed, watching the whole scenario. Minho could guess what was going through his pretty little head, and by no leans was that true.

"I have a type dad. And it's not her." Minho answered.

"Lee Minho this is not up for discussion. I gave you time to find a date for the wedding, and you didn't so I found you one. Do you really want to be an embarrassment - attending your brother's wedding without a date." The king asked.

"How do you know I do not have a date to the wedding?" Minho shot back.

"You have a date? Who!" The king demanded.

"That is for me to know, and for you to find out." Minho answered, continuing to eat his food.

His father groaned.

"I am getting so sick of your attitude Lee Minho."

Minho looked up in disbelief.

"Yeah, and you're innocent? I do have a date to the wedding. You are the one assuming I'm incapable of finding one, and annoying me with your suggestions and set-ups. This attitude is your fault." Minho shot back.

"How do you expect me to assume otherwise when all you ever do is avoid people like they're a disease? You have never once taken an interest in anyone, and suddenly you want me to believe you have fixed a date all by yourself?"

"Up to you if you want to believe me or not." Minho said, shrugging his shoulders.