PHASE-2

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Myrah pov

"Hobiii," I anointed as I walked towards him. The peasants and employees nearby bowed as I nodded politely as Hoseok scoured my face for any worry as he asked, "How are you doing?"

"Very fine. Now if you wouldn't remind me of it again, I am peckish. Cook me something," I insisted and sat on the wooden chair,

"How are you, My Lady," a thousand voices asked me as I looked at the children and the people.

"How could I be in distress when my subjects are happy? Your Hobi came as the knight in shining armor and saved me. Besides, you know? Your Queen is strong," I said as I raised a small kid to the air and swirled along with him, who laughed in bliss.

As I put him down, a small boy came near me and gave me a flower shyly. "Thank you sweet pea," I beamed and ruffled his hair.

"Long Live The Queen," the people hailed, so I bowed a thankyou.

Ah, people now cherish me. The same ones who were against me marrying Jimin, who were against me joining the courtroom, everyone now is satisfied with me. So am I, delighted to know that my plan is on a promising path.

"Your Majesty, Someone is requesting your appearance," a soldier informed.

"Call them here and give us some space," I ordered as a woman in her dark clothing entered. Her brown hair was in a ponytail and she paced her way toward me.

The Midnight blue clad looked devilish. I reminded myself to get a hanbok in the same color.

She bowed and introduced herself, "Your Majesty, I am Han Mi-Ra and I'm here to inquire about you."

"Han Mi-Ra is it? My dear? Come. Sit," I asked her.

"Go on, let's hear you out," I said as I bit a carrot. Crunchy and chewy... Mmm Jimin... The kiss... I coughed and berated myself to concentrate on her. I stared at her face and I swear it looked like it was Jimin's lips.

"I suspect you to be the killer," she blurted, pulling me back from my so-called pervy fallacy, I asked, "Yeah?... Ah yeah, I killed Lehyun," I said.

"No-"

"And Kim Yoongsab, tell me something new."

"I came to kindly remind you to spend your days wisely. It's not too long before you encounter them again," she stated.

Damn, it hurts in my mind! Why do people come at me with such bad comebacks?

"Got evidence?" I asked.

"I will..." she said and stood to depart.

As she went halfway, I snapped my finger, she turned back as I gestured for her to come near,

"Don't scour the past, you can't find anything. Want to know who is the next victim?" I whispered gravely as she perked in.

"That'll never happen, Myrah," she whispered back and turned.

"Tell to her, to Min Seong that... Queen Myrah Park is coming for her," I spoke in a loud voice, settling in my paramount.

Han Mira rushed out as Hoseok and Ri-ma came together with a bowl of Jjajangmyeon.

Hobi left the plate on my table and scurried out when his brother called him.

"Why did you tell her? What if she finds proof? How could you be careless?" she pooled with questions. I spoke, "What have I told you, let me eat in peace, I don't like to disrespect my food," I said as I slurped in my bowl.

"Answer me," Rima pressed and I looked up, "Let her find out if she can. It would be fun to play with her. Might I remind you? This is my board, I make the rules and I make the moves," I commended myself and continued eating.

Am I sick? I have been lately, overworking if not, for one thing, preoccupying myself with him and the kiss. I once kissed Jungkook on the cheeks, and he left without a word and never looked at me in my eyes, so timid that he even omitted his breakfast and classes to evade me.

This is new... and destructive. Unknowingly, Jimin is crossing paths with me.

Reminds me of the date we have. Jimin has called me somewhere. I should leave after having one more cup of Jjajangmyeon.

I can deal with him. I tucked my hair behind my ears. He is a kid! I told myself.

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"Why did Jimin want to meet here?" I wondered as I looked at the bare vine garden. No soldiers, no nothing. Is he cynical of me? I caressed the small knife that I tucked down near my waist, safe and secure.

I strolled down inside to find him, sitting on the ground, studying the sky with his mouth wide open. Close it before a crow pees.

"Never seen the sky have you? Jimin?" I asked as I bowed and willingly sat near him.

He brought his hands around me and inclined to my ear and said, "I was searching for you."

Me!?

"Among the stars," he cleared out my disheveled brain. I nodded.

"How long did you prepare for it? " I mocked inaudibly as he questioned "Huh?"

"How long did it take time for you to be so sweet to me, huh?" I asked as he brought himself nearer to me, his breath brushed my ears and I gasped when he nibbled on it.

...

"I can't take it long when you are a literal desert," he mumbled in my ears. I stared at him, his twinkling eyes and those kissable lips suddenly looked more kissable, and a vague sexual tension grew thick.

His other hand held a small box covered in silk, wiping out my thoughts, I removed the cloth.

Inside it was a dagger, a sharp, slick one that had a golden grip with the initials M.J.

"Have this," he said as he played with another knife, drawing with it in the air. He gradually brought it near me, tracing them down my chin. I shuddered as the cold knife sketched below, to my neck.

"A beautiful lady needs a beautiful knife," he breathed his words as he inched closer, only for me to recognize that the knife in his hands was mine. He slinked it out! It was in my waistband-

Damn you! My eyes grew feral in reflex as my heart ran in alarm, did he figure me out!?

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[Jjajangmyeon: A Type of food]