NEXT MORNING

Y/N'S POV

A groan left my mouth as I rubbed the bruised ankle. Muttering some curses under my breath, I stood up almost stumbling back due to the immense pain which surged from my foot to my body.

Tears brimmed in the corner of my eyes blurring the edges of the hallway. I couldn't walk with this injury's constant pain.

Jungkook told me that he would show me around more, but now he is nowhere to be found. He disappeared, without a trace.

If I started searching myself then it would cost me my whole life to find him in this massive Palace. It was too vast for someone like me.

Fortunately, I bumped into the maid and asked for help from her. She was a generous woman who took me to the infirmary. I had my ankle healed with the paste of herbs and a bandage covered around it.

The maid's appearance showed how old she was and her face was tired. Despite the tiredness, she kept a smile tugging on her face.

Her face resembled my mother's. The similarities drew my attention to her.

I remembered the sayings of my mother and the small heart-warming moments which I shared with her. The touch of her hands, was still fresh in my memory, despite being the old craving which could no longer be felt.

I thanked the maid and the female doctor then left from there. It hurt a bit but I felt a lot better than before.

This small pain can't take over the pain of years that I've faced.

My mother left me with marks which would always remind me of what I've lost. She was a kind soul but died when she was too young to meet death.

I wish I had more time to spend with her...

"Hey!"

"AHHHHHHHHHH!"

I had a heart attack when suddenly a person out of nowhere, popped up. I squeezed my eyes so tight that they started to hurt.

I don't know how I didn't trip once again but I managed to have myself spared another embarrassing moment.

I kept a hand on my chest where my heart raced as if it ran miles. Taking some long and deep breaths, I proceeded to calm myself. Glancing up, I found a man smiling at me.

He was dressed in a white long robe with golden lining on it and the Purple spade suit logo of the kingdom on the side of his chest. His hair was black as coal.

I never saw him here before. A tick mark appeared on my forehead and I opened my mouth to ask him. "Who are you?"

He bowed in front of me. Taken aback by his sudden move, I stepped back. He looked in his early 20s.

"Your Highness, I'm Choi Yeonjun, assigned as your courtier by the Lord." He replied keeping a small smile on his lips. I blinked rapidly.

They didn't need to hire him, I'm not a baby.

Are they being too much or is it something I should appreciate?

"N-nice to meet you." Accepting my fate, I forwarded my right hand. His gaze shifted between my hand and my face. "I'm forbidden to touch the Royalty." I felt blood rushing to my cheeks from the embarrassment as I lowered my hand to the side.

I don't belong to any Royal family, he still respects me so much. I nodded keeping in check not to make this mistake again. They might not even know about this handshake.

"So what exactly can you do?"

"I can protect you, I can guide you, teach you about the rules and can do almost everything you ask for." I nodded impressed.

"Do you know where Mr.Prince is?"

He looked at me dumbfounded again.

"Oh! You meant the graceful son of the Lord."

"Yes, yes. Him."

The graceful son of the Lord, such a long title.

"He must be checking records in his office." He stated.

Without wasting any more time, I asked him to take me there. On our way, he informed me about many things which I didn't know.

The rules and regulations weren't too strict or over the board. We passed Namjoon's, Hoseok's and Yoongi's office.

He talked about how magic worked here. He told me that there is a special gem inserted in the crowns which the royalties wear. They get power from those gemstones.

This was also a way to not let these powers and abilities get into the hands of evil. Though, it's also said that many evil spirits are roaming with a larger amount of power.

I kept my ears open as he sounded like an author telling me the amazing plot of a horror story.

At the end of the hallway, there was a door, completely different from any other. It was carved with lavender wood. He gestured for me to go inside and I kindly went ahead.

I hesitantly knocked on the door. "Come in!" A faded voice replied from the other end and I twisted the knob.

There he sat in the middle of the room on a chair. I gazed at the luxurious yet ancient-looking furniture which somehow always seemed to captivate me.

"Close the door."

"Hmm?"

I didn't hear him so I looked at his face.

Those eyes bored into mine as if he was looking into my soul. He didn't answer nor did I say anything. For a moment, all I could see was him staring at me.

I heard someone clear throat which startled me. I snapped my head back where my assistant glanced between us. "I'll be taking my leave."

He sure didn't want to meddle in because I saw him immediately running after bowing. I closed the door. Realizing that I'd been looking at him for so long like a weirdo, I slapped myself mentally.

"Take a seat."

He gestured with his hands, pointing at the purple chair situated opposite to him.

"So, what brings you here?"

He clasped his hands together and rested them on the dark oak-furnished table, giving me his full attention. "I don't know what to do. I thought you would have a solution to my boredom."

Explaining the true part of my story, I leaned back to get comfortable in this leather chair.

He is busy most of the time. Also, I don't have anything to do here otherwise, I would have scrolled on my phone or done something creative at home.

I have lost contact with technology and devices since the time I entered this world. I tried to imagine a world without these once but it was impossible for me to even live a second without my phone.

Now that I don't have any choice instead to live like this, it's hard.

"Oh! I wanted to tell you this. My father threw a party and it's the day after tomorrow. He has invited the offsprings and the Kings of other Kingdoms too."

He explained it briefly to me breaking me away from my trance. Oh wow!

A hint of excitement filled me as I couldn't help but break into a smile. That's great!

"What can I wear? Can I decide?" I chimed at him and in return, he said, "Yes, of course! Choose matching clothes for me too." He casually stated and I nodded.

Jungkook called a maid and she led me through numerous hallways where clothes were woven. All the clothes that were worn by the royalties were woven by hand.

She gave me a lot of information about how special people were assigned to weave the clothes. I listened to her kindly and made sure to not interrupt in between.

She was super kind. I followed her and observed a different way. "This side of the Royal Palace consists of the weavers, decorators, cleaners and the servants."

"This place is huge!"

She chuckled hearing me. I grinned from behind, glad that I made her happy.

We went inside one of the rooms and it was majestic. A sofa in the middle with a matching mat on the floor. The amethyst curtains and the windows with the delicate golden touches on the furniture were appreciated by me.

The lamps and candles illuminated the warm lighting which reflected on other furniture. A mirror hung on the wall with a golden frame.

It smelled rich in there.

She made me sit on the sofa and five maids stood in front of me in a line.

They showed me many dresses of different styles and categories. All of them were touching the skies in matters of elegance and beauty.

They did have a collection of outstanding styles, way better than the ones on Earth. The modern-day styles are nothing compared to these.

After selecting one for myself, they showed me matching outfits for him. I found a perfect one and was done with the selection.

I can't wait for the party!

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