Summary: you wake up in the body of a villainous of a Manhwa you meets her demise at the end of the book. Now living as her, you are determined to change her fate and annul the engagement with Prince Taehyung. But, what if he starts to see her in a different light, as well as others?
Her eyes began to water as she stared at the man before her. Hatred burned in his eyes as he pointed a sharp sword towards her throat.
Lim Dan-So dropped her head, fingers brushing against the concrete floor. She never thought to end up like this before the man she once loved, the man she was promised to.
In her heart, she pleaded to anyone or anything out there to hear her cries for help. A chance, a chance to start over, a chance to have a new life where none of this is happening.
Her entire life, she was pampered and promised to the youngest prince of the Western Kingdom, and not wanting to make her parents disappointed, she did her duty. However, doing that got her to this exact moment.
As she looked up once more, she nodded her head and allowed the brunt of the sword to slice into her.
A loud crash was heard throughout the room as a book was thrown into the wall. Frustration boiled within her as she screamed into her pillow.
Studying hard for her upcoming test, she decided to take a tiny break and read the rest of her favorite novel: A Secret Love Song.
Y/N was known to be a book nerd, usually books written by Jane Austen, but decided to take a gander at this one after her friends kept recommending it to her.
Now, it left her angry and bitter seeing how the Villainous get treated.
She dialed her friends number so she can rant on and on about how pointless the book was, how stupid and irritating it was. How it had potential but ultimately failed it.
“Y/N? Hey, what’s wrong?” her friends voice sounded through the phone.
“Dae-Uen, I finished reading that book you and your sister recommended me.” she starts, “Needless to say, I will be popping your tires in the morning. Stay safe.”
her friend laughed on the other line, “Lina knew you wouldn’t like it! Sorry Y/N, that’s just how it was supposed to go.”
Y/N shook her head and huffed out an angry sigh, “How it’s suppose to go? Lim Dan-So was misunderstood from the start. her upbringing? it was all because her parents pressured her into being perfect and pampered her entire life to this moment. She made it her life’s mission to make them proud. Did she do stupid things?”
“Uh, yes? she tried to kill Meo-soon, multiple times actually.”
“Nope! Well, the first time yeah, but the second time? it was sooo obvious Meo-Soon tried setting her up! the real villain of the story is her! And i’m angry that the author tried portraying the other girl as the villain.”
her friend sighed and let out a tired yawn, “Well, I knew what to expect from a book lover. It’s going to be ok, Y/N. it’s fictional, just be glad you’re not that character. Right? Anyways, I have to go. I have a huge test tomorrow and I need to pass!”
Y/N smiled at her friend before wishing her a goodnight and hanging up the phone. She loved how her friend allowed her to rant about books, even though she wasn’t a huge book nerd like Y/N, the girl still listened and gave her input.
As she noticed the time, she decided it was time for bed. She already studied enough and was proud of herself for doing so. Never has she studied like this, but considering her FAFSA warned her about her GPA and basically said to get her shit together and dropped her, Y/N was drowning in debt.
She had to file an appeal and pass these three classes she had to get back on that aid, and she did so but pouring hours into studying. So, it was only right for her to take an early break and sleep, especially after reading that horrific book.
As she turned off the lights and slipped into her sheets, she hummed a tiny toon to lull her into the darkness. It felt comforting and nice as her bed welcomed her with open arms.
As time went on and she was in deep sleep, she felt her body jolt up. She couldn’t move her head nor could she even open her mouth to speak. It scared her to death and she tried her best to scream, but couldn’t do so.
She knew it was a lucid dream, and she absolutely hated those types. Was this some sort of karma for taking a break? She didn’t know, nor did she want to.
Soon, a light was shown from her hallway and her door swung opened, revealing a bright female figure. Her hair was rather long, but Y/N couldn’t make out her features well since her entire body was gray and glowing white all around it.
“So, it’s you.” she said, kneeling down next to the sleeping girl.
The figure gave her a small smile before softly petting her hair. Y/N couldn’t talk or ask any questions, which resulted in a tear rolling down.
“Don’t cry, I’m not here to harm you. In fact, I’m here to deliver the news.” the figure spoke. “I won’t tell you my name nor will I tell you what world you’ll be going in. However, you have been chosen to switch with me. Maybe it was by the grace of the gods, but it lead me to you.”
she dried up the tear that was rolling down the girls face, “I know you will make a change, I know you saw me for who I am and what I’ve been through. You were chosen, and I hope you won’t hate me or end up like me. I’ll take care of everything here, just have justice delivered for me.”
The figure gently placed her pointer finger on the girls forehead and gave it a harsh push, pushing the girl to fall back into a deep sleep.
“Stay strong, I have faith in you.”
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Drool escaped her mouth as she snored away peacefully. She knew deep inside that she had nothing planned the next day, so she opted to not set an alarm.
Suddenly, she felt a pair of hands on her arm, giving her a harsh shake. Opening her eyes, it was blurry and all she could make was a figure dressed in a black dress.
“Please? My lady you need to wake up! He’s here!” the voice exclaimed.
Y/N grunted and turned over to the other side where the sun was harshly beaming in.
“Jay, if you’re trying to play a prank on me knowing damn well it’s my sleep in day, you will pay for this.”
The voice stuttered out a series of question of who this Jay person was. She was shaken once more and this time she had enough as she finally fully opened her eyes to give her brother a piece of her mind.
But she stopped. Her eyes focused on the person in front of her who was very much not her brother. She didn’t even know who this woman is nor has she ever met someone like her.
Standing in front of her was a girl her age, a little tinier in height. Her hair was black that stopped at her shoulders, her brown skin was dusted in freckles on her face as the sun showcases her green eyes.
The girl was in a maiden outfit and gave her a confused and anxious look. “My lady, are you ok?” she asked, reaching her hand out.
Y/N, now startled, dodged the hand and ran to a mirror that was located in the grand room. As she stood in front of it, her heart dropped and her mind started to race. She wasn’t herself, in fact she was the very one person she never thought she would be.
Still seeing her same features, but in her mind she could tell she wasn’t Y/N, no she was someone from a book that she read last night. A scream left her mouth as she pulled her hair, trying to pinch herself to see if this was just some realistic dream.
The maid ran to her and tried prying her hands from her hair, saying something along the lines of if anything happened to her and if she’s starting to get sick again.
“Lady Lim? Please, you need to calm down! What is the matter?” the maid questioned.
Y/N gave her a wide eye expression, “Who the hell are you? Where am I? I am NOT lady Lim!”
The maid tilted her head, “Lady Lim, did you perhaps hit your head too hard from yesterday’s events? It’s me, Mia!”
Y/N shook her head, “I am not Lady Lim please stop! I am Y/N and I am not supposed to be here!” she ran to the door to open it, but was stopped by the maid.
“Don’t go out there! You have guest over as well as Prince Taehyung. If they see you in your state, it will not go in your favor!” Mia explained, pulling Y/N’s arm to go back onto her bed.
It suddenly hit her. That wasn’t a dream last night. It actually happened, and the words of that figure came to mind. Wanting to deliver justice and that she will be in another world, it all made sense.
She switched places with Lim Do-So, the villain of the story that ultimately meets her death caused by her loved one, Prince Taehyung.
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“Have you finally calmed down?” Mia asked, walking in with a silver tray which laid a tea pot and a tea cup.
You sat up in bed and didn’t say a word, still trying to take all of this in. How in the hell did you get transported into this book? Especially in a book that you hated so much?
Mia gently placed the tray over your lap and poured the tea, the steam simmering upward and allowing you to smell the delicious honey and lemon.
“Drink this and after we need to get you ready. Prince Taehyung is waiting and I had to come up with the excuse that you had business to take care of.”
You took sips here and there, but your mind was too clouded with worrying thoughts.
So, you’re Lim Do-So, the villain that ends up dying in chapter 98 after her so called fifth attempt at trying to end the life of Meo-Soo.
You knew there was no way to leave, not that you know of at the moment however. So, you knew staying in bed wouldn’t get you anywhere at all.
Right now, you had no clue what part of the story you were on. Hell, you could’ve been spawned on the day of your death!
“Mia.” you called out to your maid.
She turned around and was quickly at your side, “Yes My lady?”
You cleared your throat before speaking again, “What day is it and year?”
Mia gave you a puzzled look, but then thought about the events from earlier and knew there was something wrong. Maybe you truly did hit your head too hard against the cement after riding your horse?
“Why, it’s December 23rd, year 312.”
you nod your head and took another sip. So if you were correct, next week is Taehyung’s 21st birthday, symbolizing that it’s currently possibly the second chapter of the book.
So far, from what you remembered, Meo-Soo already had caught the attention of the Kim brothers who are vowing to try and spend time with her secretly, and the 30th at the banquet of Taehyung, she will meet Yoongi, Hoseok, Jimin and Jungkook, catching their attention as well.
That was also the night where Lim Do-So purposefully trips Meo, causing her to fall into the dessert table and making the Kim brothers angry.
You cringed at the thought of all that happening and knew that if you wanted to escape this world, you would need to deliver justice and change the ending of the story, even if it meant Meo-Soo winning and Lim living and far away from the kingdom and her parents.
“Are you ready to get dressed to meet the Prince?” Mia asked, picking up the tray and placing it on the table that was in the corner of the room.
You nodded your head and walked to the vanity to sit down, allowing Mia to do the work that she usually does.
“Why is the prince here?” you suddenly asked.
Mia starts brushing your hair and humming to herself, “Well, it’s because you requested his presence to talk about the wedding. After all, my
lady, you’ve been insistent on having the wedding early.”
You swallowed a lump in your throat as you nodded at her words. The first thing you knew to do since he as here was to end the wedding right then and there. And possibly doing so, maybe you could disappear and let the main female
lead have the spotlight without the villain.
After all, not every story needs a villain.
“I am going to end the engagement.” you say, stunning your maid with your words.
She gasped and almost dropped the brush from her hands, but was able to catch it in time.
“You can’t be serious My lady!” she says, “He’s the love of your life, your parents are expecting this.”
You give her a gentle smile, “I understand all of that. However, don’t stand there and lie to me that Prince Taehyung loves me back, am I right?”
Mia tries her best to come up with something, but knew deep down you are right. Everyone knows this, it was just you that was the last to realize.
“So you agree. That is why I shall end it. I want to live a life, explore and find who I am. Even if it means upsetting my parents, I will do so in my own accord and leave if I have to.”
Mia takes in your words, “But my lady, you’ve spent your entire life fighting for him, why stop now once the wedding is public knowledge?”
You didn’t understand either, and you knew that possibly doing this would cause outrage. However, her love for Taehyung causes her death, so why not erase that love and move on?
“I was blinded by love, Mia. It’s time that I stop and find myself before ending up in a loveless marriage to a man that prefers someone else. So please, don’t tell anyone you know of this, I trust you will keep this to yourself.”
Mia nods her head and smiles, “Of course, My lady, you are my everything and I will follow you to the ends of the Earth. No matter what, if you need help with this or anything, remember I will do it.”
Her words made your heart swell. When you read the book, Mia was the only person that understood Lim, and was devestated learning about her death. Out of all people, Lim treated Mia with kindness and saw a friend in her. So, you knew you could trust her.
As she was done styling your long hair, dragged you to the closet and pulled out a beautiful, long yellow dress. It had silver rhinestones in the front and was off the shoulder. On the sleeve of the dress, a see through cardigan (lol i forgot what it’s called) flowed effortlessly and ended to the hem of the dress.
As she got you ready, you stared at yourself in the mirror. It was so weird, you saw yourself as you, however everyone saw you as Lady Lim. You just had to remind yourself to remember to respond to the new name now.
The yellow was beautiful against your skin and complemented your styled hair and soft makeup.
“There, you’re set and ready. Shall we?” she asked, holding the door opened.
You followed along and looked around in awe. From your world, you were nowhere near the term rich. Rich by love? Yes. In money? Hell no. Nor was it common in your country to have a monarchy, so to live this life in a palace felt all too unreal.
The hallway stretched far, on your left was five white doors, leading to god knows where. The walls were painted white with trimmings of gold. The ground was brown wood, with a grand red carpet settling in the middle of the room, leading to each end of the hall. On your right were three rows of five large windows that showcased the beautiful vibrant garden and a little further you could see the town.
As she opened another door, it lead to a room. It was similar to the hallway in terms of color and trimming, however the different was that this was a room and was clearly a study/living room. There was a huge brown piano in the corner that was surrounded by books. Next to it was a cello and a stand that was holding a song book. In the middle of the room were four beige couches that sat facing one another.
The table that was in the center held tea pots, cups, and sugar. On the wall behind you was a huge portrait of your now family. You inspected each one until it landed on Lim. She was giving a small smile while both hands her placed upon her father’s left shoulder. It makes you wonder now that you’re truly living the moment, just how misunderstood Lim was.
“I’ll go ahead and let Prince Taehyung know that you’re ready, my lady.” Mia said, giving you a small bow and leaving to the opposite of the room and through the doors. You sat down and sighed as you tried to think of the plan.
Once he walks through those doors, you were going to be normal and greet him like Lim would. You would try and make small talk before ultimately ending the engagement.
Considering how he’s been treating Lim, you assumed he would dance around with joy, giving you a huge smile and thanking you.
Yes, it would hurt and you would get the urge to punch him, but this was for the best. After all, she wanted to return back to her home.
As you were lost in thought, the door swung opened and three figures stepped inside. Mia, Prince Taehyung and his servant Choi Yeonjun.
You stood from the couch and gave a tiny bow, doing your best to act all modest while
mentally gagging to yourself. He stopped in front of you, not even giving a small smile, just staring deep in your eyes.
Once Mia closed the doors, the two of you sat down while the both of your servants stood next to each of you, ready to serve the tea.
“So, how have you been?” you asked, trying to make conversation to kill this horrifying silence.
He takes a sip of his tea before he replied, “Good.”
You should’ve saw this coming and how awkward it would be. In the story he was usually talkative, but when he spoke to you it was short, curt words. And while you knew that you weren’t actually Lim, it still wounded your ego a bit.
“Splendid. Anyways, I brought you here to discuss our wedding.” you say, hands tightening in your lap as you tried to find the right words in your head.
Taehyung sighed and dropped his head into his hands. Frustration was bubbling up as he shook his head once he picked it up. “We discussed this before, Lady. We just cannot keep pushing the date of our wedding closer. There is so much to do and things that need to be done.”
Your once calm demeanor turned sour as he sat there and berated you. His arms crossed and eyebrows furrowed. You saw his servant give an amused expression as you know he’s seen this conversation happened many times.
“I want to end it.” you simply say, teeth gritting together as the words fell harshly out of your mouth. All the subtle insults and snaps were getting you angry and you decided
enough was enough.
His and his servants face noticeable changes into shocked expressions. Taehyung’s jaw fell opened softly while Yeonjun’s eyes widened. Did they hear the same thing?
“What?” the prince asked, still not sure if he heard it right.
“I have decided to end this engagement.”
you repeat the same words, “And I know you agree.”
He closes his mouth before leaning more forward, “What?”
You sigh and roll your eyes, “We both knew it wasn’t going to be a pleasant marriage. You don’t love me, in fact you dislike me quite a lot. I don’t want to be in a loveless marriage knowing I can do better.”
Confusion hasn’t left his eyes, “So, you don’t want to get married? I thought you called this meeting to push the date closer?”
Feeling yourself calm down a little, you nodded your head, “Initially? yes. However, it’s like something hit me in the middle of the night. We aren’t meant to be. It’s very obvious you have been fond of another, I am tired of all of this. I wish to live a good, calm life than try and win a losing battle.”
He blinked several times before turning to his servant to see if he was thinking the same. As the words sunk in, he allowed a small smile to grace his face as the news.
“Well, I am happy that you finally understood the reality of the situation. However, how am I going to tell my parents of this news?” he asks.
You haven’t thought that far and it left you wheeling in your head for a few seconds.
“I…. I have no clue.” you answer honestly, eyes widened a little as reality hit you. Was this something that couldn’t happen? Would this cause an event to occur sooner if news hit suddenly?
He leaned back and hummed to himself, “How about this, we hold a party on the 29th where we shall announce the news. While the council won’t be in favor, what’s done is done.”
You breathed a sigh of relief as you nodded your head, a small smile present again, “That sounds wonderful. Thank you for this meeting and I wish you luck in your endeavors.”
Both of you stood from the couch, staring deep into one another’s eyes. His searches yours to see if you were hiding a secret, yours searched for any regret.
“As do I, Lady Lim.” he turns around and starts to walk out with his servant, but stopped to turn around, “Thank you.”
You give him a small smile, now turning around to leave the room and back into the grand hallway. Mia followed you out and once the doors closed, ran to catch you after seeing you crumble to the ground.
“Are you alright, my Lady?” she asked, worry etched on her face.
Your hands cover your eyes as you sunk to your knees. Tears ran down and she felt herself grow cold, “I am happy that I ended this, however the feeling of being unwanted still hurts.”
she gave you a tight hug and rubbed your back, “My lady what you did back there was the bravest act I have ever witnessed. You stood your ground and didn’t hold any hesitancy. I promise you, you are going to find the right one who will treat you like a princess.”
Your tears started to slow down as you heard her words, and it made you realize that while you weren’t wanted by your supposed love, you were still wanted and loved by your maid and best friend Mia.
As she calmed you down, she gently led you up and back into your room. Stripping you out of your gown, she placed you into a silk nightgown and lead you to bed.
“I shall summon the doctor to make sure everything is alright. Hang tight, my lady.”
Now that you were left alone, you sat up and bit and looked around. Could you possibly call on the author or someone to ask how you could go home?
“Hello? Are you here?” you say out loud, eyes darting to every corner and space of the room. “Please tell me you’re here! I want to go home!” you yell, tears running down your cheek.
After a silent second, you threw your hands harshly on the bed and cried out, “Please! What did I do to deserve this?!”
You wiped the tears and fixed your hair, trying to calm yourself down after the miniature outburst. Maybe you were truly done for, however else were you going to get home? Unless you were stuck here permanently.
The doors opened and the doctor stepped in, followed by a young man who you don’t recall seeing from the story.
“Here she is, sir. I just wanted to make sure the lady was healthy after she suddenly crumbled to the ground.” Mia said, standing off to the side.
The doctor placed down his briefcase before giving you a smile, “My lady, how are you fairing? I hope you don’t mind, I brought my son here to shadow over me, after all, once I retire he shall take my place.”
You shake your head with a smile, “I do not mind.” you say and turned to his son, “What is your name and age?”
He gives you a bow as he showed himself more closer. “My name is Choi Seung-Cheol, my lady and my age is currently 20.”
His dad patted his son on the back, “Lady Lim and you are the same age my boy! So i want you to note what I am going to do, since soon you will be in my place.”
That’s how the next 10 minutes came with them checking your head for any signs of hotness, checking your pulse and breathing and also eyes.
Your eyes drifted to Seung-Cheol. He was quite handsome and smart. The way he nodded along, gave correct answers while also taking note made her feel warm. Once a while, his eyes would catch hers and give her a warm smile, earning one in return.
“Well, my lady, after careful examination, nothing bad is happening. I believe that perhaps you have been stressful these past few days and exhaustion took over. All you need is rest and water.” the doctor explained, gathering his things and placing it back in his bag.
“Thank you, doctor. I am relieved.” you then turn to his son, “I never seen you around, did you just start shadowing today?” you asked, hoping to hear his voice once more he left through those doors.
He smiles and shakes his head, “No, my lady, I’ve been shadowing for two months now.”
You cringed at yourself for how you sounded, “I apologize, I haven’t been observant lately. I hope I didn’t offend.”
His father chuckled, “Nonsense, this was the first time since he started that you needed to be checked upon. Don’t apologize.”
Seung-Cheol let out a small chuckle, “Yes, my lady, it’s quite alright.”
You allowed a smile to appear on your face again, “Well, I wish to see you around soon. After all, I could use a companion.” you mentally cringed at yourself for how badly you’re trying to flirt. Surely he would reject you in the nicest way possible.
You saw how everyone’s face was shocked at the sudden boldness from you, and you mentally scolded yourself and berated yourself for trying to be bold.
“That would be quite nice, considered it accepted my lady.” he responded, teeth and eyes shining brightly.
Once the two men left, Mia turned to you with a sly smile, “So, my lady, moved on from Prince Taehyung pretty fast?”
You smile and groan to yourself, feeling embarrassed. “Please, do not tease me.”
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A/n: hope you enjoyed! Expect an update today or tomorrow!
Your mind raced as you walked to the room where Seung-Cheol was waiting for you.
Was this going to be awkward now knowing Taehyung is also vowing for your hand? You hope he would at least act normal.
Upon entering the room, Seung-Cheol looked straight at you and his eyes softened. It was as if he saw the most beautiful scenery in front of him. His smile was gentle but bright and it made you physically clutch your chest.
“Oh gosh.” you say.
He gives you a confused look, “What’s the matter?”
“You don’t seem the understand how handsome you look when you do that. This needs to stop.”
“Stop being handsome?”
“No! Stop being so nice!”
“Nice?”
“Yes, stop that.”
A chuckle leaves his mouth as he steps closer, “Well, I don’t think I can do that,” he holds your hand in his, “But, are you ready to go out?”
You excitedly nod your head and allow him to guide you outside where the carriage was waiting. The ride wasn’t too long nor was it awkward, it was the same as usual.
When you both entered into the village, you both walked together while saying hi to the people. Many bowed down and many children would run up to the both of you a giggle.
One young girl walked up to Seung-Cheol with a small flower, several of its petals plucked and wilting, but she presented it with the biggest smile on her face that melted your heart.
Seung-Cheol grabbed the flower and dropped to the ground and bowed while thanking her. Your eyes widened at the scene and it made your heart leap with joy seeing this.
Once he stood up, flower still in hand, you two continue to walk. Many of the men in the village stopped to give him a bow and you a respectful salute.
It felt nice and felt welcoming. A part of you was afraid to even come out after many rumors were swirling of your character, but everyone seemed to forget about it.
A mother was off to the side, cradling her baby who was crying out loud. She tried her best to quiet the poor child down but was to no prevail.
Upon seeing this, you walked up to her with a gentle smile. The mother’s eyes widened.
“I’m sorry your majesty! My child hasn’t been fed properly since last night and we don’t have enough money for milk, so I’m trying my best!”
You felt terribly sad for her and the child.
“Please, do not apologize. May I hold her?”
The mother weakly nodded her head and handed you the crying baby.
You cradled the child in your arms, swaying side to side gently while patting the bum of the baby. The crying settled a bit, but it was still there.
You cooed at the child and held out your finger to which it grasped in her tiny hand. At the sight your heart melted, how can such a human be so tiny and innocent? The child looked to you with wandering eyes.
The baby finally calmed down and the mother started to thank you, however you weren’t finished.
You handed her the baby and told her to stay put. Quickly finding a tiny shop, you bought multiple cases of food, baby products, and some things to help the mother herself.
Instructing your servant to carry it while you helped, you walked back to the mother who was talking with Seung-Cheol and presented her with the gifts.
“No mother and child should go without the basic necessities of life. Please, take these and feed the child as well as yourself.”
The mother started to tear up as she looked at the gifts presented to her.
“Your majesty! You didn’t have to do any of this! I’m sorry if i made you feel that way.”
You simply shook your head, “No, I wanted to help. No person should have to deal with this. Please, take the gifts and rest.”
Instructing your servant again to bring the gifts to the mother’s house, you and Seung-Cheol continued to walk down the village.
“That was lovely what you did back there.” he finally said, giving you a warm smile.
You felt your cheeks heat up at the compliment, “Anyone would have done it. I’m just glad that the mother and child got what they needed.”
The two of you spent most of the time trying food and just talking amongst yourselves. While doing so, another pair of eyes followed the two of you.
Taehyung stood off to the side, hiding between a tree and a bush. He didn’t want to do this, but jealousy moved him to just watch the two of you. While he hated seeing you with another man, just seeing you happy made his day.
Not to mention what you did for that mother and child got his heart beating pretty fast.
“What we doing over here?” a voice asked from behind.
He jumped and turned around to see his six other friends behind him in wonky disguises.
Hobi had a cowboy hat and a mask to cover his face. However his outfit was still royal, which definitely would give away his status. Namjoon had his hair styled differently and worse glasses, which obviously showed who he truly was.
Yoongi dressed casual but with no hat or face protection. Jin wore the same outfit, but had a mustache on saying that he wanted to grace the people with his face. While Jungkook and Jimin were twinning with the same lame outfits.
“What are you guys doing dressed like that?” Taehyung asked.
“You’re really asking us this when you have a fake beard on while stalking Lady Lim on her date?” Namjoon asked.
Fair enough, Taehyung thought.
“Please leave, I didn’t ask any of you guys to tag along.”
Jimin laughed dramatically, “Well, you’re not the only one wanting to keep an eye on Seung-Cheol and the princess.”
Taehyung rose an eyebrow at that, “What are you trying to say?”
Yoongi sighed at the scene, “Isn’t it obvious? Jimin here also likes Lady Lim.”
The awkward silence stretched between all of the men as Taehyung looked at Jimin with betrayal.
Jimin just shrugged his shoulders, “At least I told you.”
“You didn’t tell me, Yoongi Hyung did.”
“Same difference. Besides, our friendship is more important. I won’t go behind your back, but I won’t lie about my feelings.”
Taehyung sighed, “Well, this is awful then.” He then turned around, “I’ll deal with that later. I need to catch up to them.”
As he walked in the village, the six others wondered behind. Everyone gave them weird looks, some of them probably already knowing who they were but chose not to say anything.
“Also, those disguises suck. Everyone knows who we are.” Taehyung muttered.
“Well I’m glad they see my face,” Jin says as he somehow looked intensely to the side, pouting his lips and pushing his hair aside.
“Is your ego ever going to turn off?” Jungkook asked.
“That’s like asking Jin to drop dead.” Hobi added with a laugh.
Taehyung drowned them all out as he spotted you and Seung-Cheol sitting on a bench while eating what looks to be bread.
He quickly sat down at an empty table and pretended to look around to not make his presence noticeable. The others sat down with him.
Hobi brought out a book and pretended to start reading it.
“Where did you get that book?” Yoongi asked, “You didn’t have it before and you don’t even have pockets big enough.”
Hobi shrugged his shoulders and continued to “read”
“The book is upside down by the way.” Jimin added with a laugh.
The laugh was pretty loud and gained yours and Seung-Cheols attention.
Namjoon hushed him and covered his face while Jungkook fell to the floor and sprawled out.
“Wow, thanks a lot Jungkook, she definitely noticed us.” Hobi sighed.
“Why me? Jimin Hyung is the one that laughed out loud?” the young man questions.
“Lady Lim knows about your weird habit of sprawling on the floor. Beides get up the ground is filled with bacteria.” Jin says while scolding him.
All seven men noticed you approaching them with a hard gaze and they pretended to be in deep conversation while holding their faces.
“You all look familiar, do I know you?” You asked, giving each of them a look.
Jimin deepened his voice, “Sorry madam, we are just simple men having lunch together. Nothing unusual.”
“Nothing unusual?” you asked, “Why is that man sprawled in the floor still?”
Jungkook sighed, “Everyone does this, it’s not just me!”
Jin chuckled, “Sorry, he hit his head as a child. As you can see, we don’t know you.” as he rubbed his fake mustache, it fell to the ground and exposed his face.
You shake your head and groan, “Why am I not surprised.” you picked up the fake hair, “Also, these disguises suck. Jin didn’t even try.”
“I thought it was pretty good.” Hobi responded.
“You’re reading a book upside down, pipe down Hobi.”
You give them each a hard look before your eyes fell on Taehyung who still remained silent and covering his face.
“Did you really have to follow me?” you questioned him, “You promised not to bother us!”
Taehyung shrugs his shoulders, “I haven’t done anything to sabotage him. I just wanted to check on you.”
His words melted your heart a bit but you remained firm, “You seven idiots better return back to the palace or I’ll scream so loud everyone will think I’m getting mugged.”
All seven of them gave you a questioning look.
“Mug? As in coffee mug?” Jungkook asked, standing up once more.
“No- you know what? Never mind. Please head back and let me continue my time.”
Before you could turn around, Seung-Cheol appeared at your side with a tight smile as he eyed Taehyung.
“Hello everyone, what brings you out here today?” he asked, jaw tight.
“We should be asking you that.” Jimin says, one eyebrow raised and a pout on his face.
“I am spending time with Lady Lim. It was an arrangement we both made last night.”
Taehyung rolled his eyes, “Yeah yeah no need to rub it in.” he mutters on his breath, “We were just strolling by, nothing much.”
Seung-Cheol held in his laughter. “Well, if you guys aren’t busy, would everyone like to join us?”
Your eyes widened as you looked to him, “TRAITOR!”
Jimin gasped offendedly, “Does Lady Lim not want us here?”
“Wow, you finally understand! Congrats sweetie, you want a cookie?”
Jimin’s eyes brightened, “Cookie you say? Or you?”
You slapped the back of his head, “Enough. Either calm down or go home I don’t care.”
The seven men stood up and walked with you and Seung-Cheol. Taehyung remained to your left side and Seung-Cheol to the right and you felt suffocated. Why are they acting this way? Can’t you just live in peace?
You left your spot and walked next to Hobi who was munching on a cookie.
“Feeling suffocated?” He asked once he stoped munching.
“Yes,” you sighed, “I thought they’d be mature but I feel both of their dagger of eyes pierce right through my skull.”
He laughs once more, “Well, since it seems as though you’re going to spend a few minutes with me, tell me about yourself Lady Lim.”
“Tell you what? We’ve known each other for years.”
“True, but I never gave you a proper chance to express who you truly are.”
The words settled warmly in your chest and you felt yourself heat up. Just hearing the regret in each other tones when they talk to you makes you a bit happy that Lady Lim will get the true ending that she deserves.
You still recall how angry you were when she died in the end, accused of a war crime she didn’t commit, and killed by her own fiance.
The only one who truly stood by your side was someone, but you can’t recall who exactly it was. Could it have been Mia?
“Well, I love reading. Anything that involves murder mystery books or romance as well as thrillers, I’ll spend hours just reading.”
Hobi noticed the way your eyes sparkled at the thought and it made him smile.
“There was this book I read, entitled The Silent Patient it was remarkable and beautiful, but the plot twist was insane. You never expect it to be someone spoken from their point of view.”
“The Silent Patient? I never heard of that book. Where would I be able to?”
You realized you said another modern thing, talking about a book from your current era that he surely won’t be able to understand nor comprehend.
“Uhm, never mind. It’s an old book and I can’t find it anymore. Anyways, I also love dancing as well. Something that always has calmed me down.”
“You dance? I never seen you dance before.”
A slight chuckle left your lips as your eyes remained in front of you.
“When I was young. I don’t do it as much because I lost my passion for it.”
It was true. When you were much younger your mother enrolled you into a dance academy and you absolutely loved it. That was all that you talked about even when you hit your teen years.
So when your mother died, your passion for dancing also became a void. It was something you took away from yourself and you don’t know how to get it back.
You wish you could tell him your other hobbies, but they all were from your world that he wouldn’t possibly understand. He would think you were talking crazy.
As the day turned into evening with the sun dipping low, all of you guys decided to head back to the palace. All of you decided against taking the carriage back and decided to enjoy what nature had to offer.
You stopped and pointed to a willow tree and jumped with joy, causing the men you were with to look at you.
They saw you clap your hands while jumping up and down, when you stopped you held onto a necklace and gave it a kiss, whispering something to it.
Taehyung saw tiny tears start to form and he immediately stood by your side.
He stayed silent as you gripped onto the necklace while mouthing something’s only you could hear.
The rest drew in closer and looked to the tree. It was grand and beautiful, swaying a bit from the evening breeze. Even during the middle of winter, it thrived beautifully.
“You like willow trees?” Namjoon asks you.
Softly, you nodded your head and smiled brightly, the evening sun cascading on your face. Weird, he’s never noticed you in this light before, it looked nice.
“I love what they represent and it allows me to… feel at peace.”
“What does it represent?” Jungkook asked.
“Many things, but my favorite is Grief and Remembrance. The drooping of the leaves and branches symbolize mourning and lost of a loved one that passed away. It also means healing and renewal. When I was little my mother would always take me to one and she would tell me stories.”
A tear fell from your eye as you recalled the many times your mother would take you to the willow tree, the only one in your town that was close to you.
Even on days she returned tired from work, she still took you there because it made you happy. That was a selfless act you will always remember.
You wiped the tears and hid the necklace once more, “Anyways, we should return before it gets dark.”
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Three days have passed since and everything felt normal. Perhaps too normal.
It was the kind of normal that felt like something bad was going to happen. All of this war talk and you haven’t heard anything from the resistance in the past few days.
You hated it because you knew something was going to happen. Because nothing in a fantasy novel stayed this peaceful.
That’s why when you headed out of your room at sunrise, you felt nothing but dread. Something was wrong and you could feel it. You always listened to your gut feeling and it was telling you that danger was ahead.
You could feel it. The border attacks have stopped, the ambush failed, and no villages have reported new incidents. That alone unsettles you deeply.
In the story, the fighting never stopped after the first attack, in fact it increased even more. However, with you changing the plot, the enemy for sure adapted.
Later that afternoon, the palace was busy with messengers, military officers, and nobel men.
Everyone moved with nervous energy and you felt it as you were walking in the gardens.
Your eyes spotted Yoongi and Namjoon reading several maps that laid before them. The two together always meant something bad.
Cautiously, you approached the two.
“What happened?” you asked, yet neither of them spoke up. Silence stretched between the three of you.
Suddenly, Yoongi slid a paper to you and your stomach dropped.
Several villages, different kingdoms, and different locations. All reported attacks within the last two days.
“Oh.” you say.
“Yep.” Namjoon nodded oh grimly.
Your heart started to pins as you realized that this wasn’t part of the novel, at least you don’t recall it ever happening.
“The attacks are escalating.” Namjoon says.
Your eyes flickered to him, “The East kingdom?”
Yoongi shook his head with a long sigh, “That’s the problem. We don’t think it’s just the East anymore.”
You felt your heart drop once more. Another organization behind this? The original story only involved one enemy, one kingdom, and one war.
It was simple yet tragic. However, hearing that there might be others involved made you realized something dreadfully. Because of your actions, you caused another enemy to enter.
Was the book trying to make up for the plot it’s losing? Jimin being alive definitely changed some effect as the war becoming bloody was due to Jimin dying.
If someone was behind all of this, you had no chance to stop it. That thought alone made you dizzy and Yoongi noticed. The terrifying Cat Man.
“You already knew that possibility.”
It wasn’t a question, it was a statement. One that made you quickly look away. He was getting closer to the truth, and it scares you.
Later that evening, another emergency meeting was called and the mood was awful. Usually in emergency meetings no one smiled, but the atmosphere was somewhat bearable. Now? It was filled with rage and dread.
The kind of silence that soldiers carried right before war and as you entered the chambers you immediately knew something bad has happened.
Jungkook stood near the map furiously while Jimin was pale. Namjoon looked exhausted and Hobi wasn’t even smiling.
Your eyes went to Taehyung who just entered and they widened seeing the scratch on his cheek, fresh and angry.
You froze as your surroundings disappeared and all you saw was blood seeping from the cut. Because in the original story, Taehyung’s first injury happens right before everything fell apart.
“Taehyung.” the words escaped your mouth before you could stop them.
Everyone looked up and saw your pale face as you walked closer to the man.
“Why are you bleeding?”
Jimin blinked, “That was your first question?”
“YES?”
“It’s just a scratch.”
“ON HIS FACE.”
No one said a thing and Jungkook just whispered to Jin, “She’s going to kill him.”
Meanwhile, Taehyung tried his best not to smile. You were caring about him and it made him smile.
You saw the smile slowly appear on his face, “Why are you smiling?”
“Because you’re worried about me.”
“I am ANGRY.”
“Worried.”
“Angry.”
“TAEHYUNG!”
Unfortunately, someone else was also watching the whole scene. Seung-Cheol. And unlike usually, he didn’t look jealous, rather he looked more so concerned.
While everyone saw you worrying over Taehyung, he saw something different: You looked terrified.
As if you thought something worse was going to occur. The part that scared him was that when she usually thinks that way, something bad does happen.
Then, Namjoon spoke which destroyed the room. “We found evidence.”
Silence covered everyone as each held their breath, watching Yoongi unravel some paper and placing them on the table.
His expression was dim and dark, something you’ve never seen before.
“The attacks aren’t being funded by the Eastern Kingdom.”
Your shoulders tensed and your breathing became unstable because suddenly a memory popped up.
Not who, but what. A secret organization, a group manipulating the kingdoms behind everyone’s back.
However, the readers didn’t know this until chapter 89, not chapter 23.
Your face drained of color and Jin noticed it right away and saw the fear on your face, the remorse, and the sadness.
Recognition as well.
And suddenly, he realized something terrifying as well. You weren’t just recognizing events, you were predicting them. As if you’d seen it before.
When it first happened when you prevented Jimin’s death, Jin stayed silent and opted to just observe you instead. He didn’t want to scare you away, so he decided to remain quiet.
Then, Yoongi dropped the bombshell.
“The symbol found at every attack site…”
He unfolded a bloodstained banner and you stopped breathing. Because on that banner was the one symbol she immediately recognized.
A black Phoenix with burning silver eyes. And now you remembered, the organization behind the attack. The people responsible for the many deaths that have occurred and will occur later on.
They were the true enemies and villains of this story.
The room disappeared as well as everyone else. You couldn’t breathe or think properly because all you saw was that horrible symbol.
All you kept thinking about was that damn symbol and the horrible events that will follow. All those forgotten memories came washing back. This wasn’t supposed to happen until chapter 89-91.
The siege, the betrayal, the fire, and Seung-Cheol.
“Y/N.” someone spoke from afar.
your name was spoken again and warm hands were placed on your shoulder. Everything snapped back and your eyes zeroed in on Seung-Cheol who was the one that was calling out for you.
He stood directly in front of you with concerned eyes and suddenly the damn gates opened.
A cry left your lips as you you tried stifling them with your hands. Many tears ran down your eyes as you tried to cry silently.
The heartbreak is one you haven’t felt since your mom died. Panic started to surge and another cry left your lips as the room froze at the scene.
Nobody had ever seen you cry like that, as if you lost a dear loved one that was close to you.
Your legs gave out and you fell to your knees, holding your chest while crying loudly. You just couldn’t take it anymore. You can’t lose him.
Seung-Cheol crouched down in front of you.
“Hey.” He whispered, “Talk to me.”
All you could think about was his death. You couldn’t outright say ‘hey i read this book, amazing but uhm you die btw!’
You looked up and everyone was alarmed at the amount of tears rolling down your face. Even Yoongi looked unsettled by it.
Taehyung stepped forward instantly with a concerned look, “What’s wrong?”
You couldn’t answer him, because how could you say the man you’re falling in love with dies?
Seung-Cheol gently took your hands and you felt a sense of grounding. Just the simple fact of his hand holding yours calmed you down a bit.
However, you remembered the original scene, the exact one to be precise.
You recall the capital burning, war everywhere and the black Phoenix banners flying above the city walls.
There you were, trapped under some debris, unable to move and escape. When you looked up, you noticed Seung-Cheol lying there, bleeding out. He mouthed something but you didn’t know, the author never said.
he died saving you. He chose you.
“Everyone out.”
It was silent as your voice was dangerously calm, almost unnerving.
The room froze and Namjoon blinked, “What?”
“Out.” you snapped, looking at everyone except Seung-Cheol.
And for the first time since arriving in this body, everyone obeyed and fled out the room. Everyone realized something, you weren’t having a normal reaction, it wasn’t panic. Instead, it was grief. Deep grief.
Taehyung stayed behind a bit, wanting to be with you through all of this. He wanted to protect you, to hold you in his arms.
However, he walked out through the doors to give you two privacy.
“Tell me.” he says.
You shook your head, “No.”
“Lady Lim.”
“No.”
Your voice cracked, broken and afraid.
He squeezed your hands, not forcing, demanding or anything like that. Just terrified.
That broke you because you couldn’t just sit there and pretend that you were lady Lim. That you knew nothing of the future.
Now that you remembered, every second felt precious to you.
More tears fell from your face as you finally answered, “I’m scared.”
His expression softened instantly, “Of what?”
The answer sat in your throat, but you spoke anyways.
“I’m scared I changed everything except the one thing that matters.”
For the first time, confusion flashed across his face. But also, recognition.
Somehow, outside the chambers stood Taehyung who was hearing everything.
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The chamber was silent. All that was heard was the rain pattering against the window.
You both sat there in silence.
Regret formed in you as you cringed at the words that left your mouth.
Because Seung-Cheol was really looking at you. The same way Yoongi did when he was about to uncover emotional crimes.
The words still hung in the air and it was dreadful.
“What thing?”
You wanted to jump out of the window, unfortunately the chamber was on the third floor.
He watched you carefully, not suspiciously, but in a concerned way.
“Lady Lim.” his voice said which made your eyes sting. That damn scene is playing on repeat in your head.
Seung-Cheol shifted closer to you, not in a crowded way, but in a way that comforts you.
“Look at me.” he says gently, hand still holding onto yours firmly.
Your eyes look to him and you just fell again, harder. His black hair, slicked back but one s the and hanging loosely in the front of his face. His lips, plush and moist. Everything about him was so perfect. If he was in your world, he’d for sure be a kpop star.
When both of your eyes locked together, grief overcame you once again as the scenes of his death to plagues your mind.
That’s when he noticed it, the heartbreak, everything. It unsettled him, deeply. Because people didn’t look at the living like that, only the dead.
“Have we met before?” he asks.
You froze and you knew that answer was coming. However, you still weren’t prepared. Because that’s exactly what it has been with every meeting, every conversation you both had, every laugh.
It was like you were remembering him, not meeting.
He saw the panic and that was enough to answer any questions he had.
He knew her real name, he read it in her diary. However, a part of him wanted to think it was all fantasy. But prediction after prediction deemed that assumption wrong.
“That’s impossible.”
Your stomach dropped because for the first time, he wasn’t confused at all. He was putting the pieces together just like Yoongi.
The warnings, predictions, knowledge, and the grief. Everything was adding up.
Seung-Cheol then realized, you weren’t afraid of the Black Phoenix, you were afraid for him.
The realization hit like a punch and his stomach dropped briefly.
Nobody had ever looked at him that way before, not friends or family. Like losing him would destroy them completely.
The room remains quiet until he spoke.
“Do I die?”
Silence, dark and heavy silence settled in the room at the question.
Your face drained of color and he closed his eyes briefly. Because that right that answered that dreadful question.
The air left his lungs, not because he feared death oddly enough. He accepted that possibility years ago with his position, was does that to people.
What shook him was that you looked utterly broken. As if you already lost him once.
And suddenly since the first time reconnecting with her, he came afraid.
Not of dying, but of leaving you behind.
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The silence still was heavy after many minutes of his question. You didn’t know what to say or how to talk, it got stuck in your throat.
The answer was written all over your face and he already knew the outcome.
Outside the door, Taehyung became completely still as his face drained of color. His heart raced as many thoughts came to mind.
Because now, all the pieces were finally together. The panic, the sudden annulment, your words, and the warnings. It was all right there in front of his face.
You weren’t predicting danger, you already knew. Somehow, you already knew the outcome.
Inside the room, Seung-Cheol slowly exhaled as he stared at your sad face.
Your eyes held sadness and remorse, but also anger and revenge. Your free hand was clenched tightly, draining of color.
“Say something.” He says gently.
You shook your head, “No.”
“Lady Lim.”
“I refuse.”
“Y/N.”
You froze once more, eyes widening and heart dropping out of your booty hole. What did he just say?
“W-What….?”
He sighs and closes his eyes once more, “I already had a feeling. About two weeks ago, I was in your room after dropping off some flowers and I noticed a book on your vanity. I’m sorry that I read it, but it said everything that I’m now understanding.”
You didn’t know what to say or do, he knew who you were for a while yet didn’t say anything. Does he hate you? Does he hold some resentment for lying?
When he noticed, he quickly continued talking, “Yet, I understand why you didn’t tell anyone. It’s pretty crazy possessing the body of a princess. I wanted to say something, but I wanted you to be ready. I didn’t want to scare you away.”
A tear fell from your eye as you placed your free hand on his face softly, giving him a sad look. He was perfect, everything about him was so unique and perfect.
“I refuse.” you suddenly say and stand up.
He looks confused and stands up as well.
“I don’t care what the future says.”
Your hands trembled but your voice didn’t, it was firm and determined, “You are not dying.”
You sounded serious and he remained silent seeing this. For the first time, he truly understood.
You weren’t afraid of war, the Black Phoenix, or fate. You were afraid of losing him.
His chest tightened painfully because god, nobody ever fought so hard for him before. Not like this with tears in their eyes.
A finger was pointed at him, “You aren’t dying on my watch.”
“That not usually how death works.”
“I DONT CARE!”
A genuine laugh left him because you looked like you were going to fistfight fate herself.
Fresh tears slid down your cheek, “I mean it, fuck what the future has to say. You aren’t going.”
Now he understood why Yoongi kept looking suspicious, why Taehyung looked confused, and why you reacted to events before they even happened.
It should’ve frightened him, but all he could think about was how you would burn the world down before losing him.
The chamber doors suddenly opened and both of them jumped.
Taehyung walked in and you immediately knew that he heard everything. He stepped closer cautiously as his expression was unreadable.
“How much of the future do you know?”
Panicked rose in you because that was the one question you tried avoiding since chapter 1, or whatever chapter you came in.
You looked between the two men you came to care about the most and you realized that if you told them the truth, everything will change.
Including the fact that according to the original novel, Taehyung was supposed to marry Meo-Soon, Seung-Cheol was supposed to die as well as you.
There was no good answer to this. If you lied, they would never believe you again. If you told the truth, they would think you’re crazy!
“Enough to cry over my death.”
Taehyung’s eyes shifted from Seung-Cheol, then to you. The realization hit him too and suddenly this wasn’t some political scene, an espionage, or a prophecy.
You were grieving futures that haven’t even happened yet. And that terrified him the most.
“You’re both going to hate me.” You say.
“No.” both of them immediately answer.
You then whispered the answer they’ve been waiting for.
“You guys aren’t real.”
Both men blinked at the response and you immediately got annoyed with yourself.
“LET ME EXPLAIN.”
“YOU BOTH ARE REAL NOW!”
They both looked confused.
“Oh wow, that makes everything so much clearer, thank you Lady Lim.”
Seung-Cheol laughed which caused Taehyung to laugh.
“I hate you both.”
“No you don’t.”
Anyways so you explained everything , how you were from another world in the far future, how you were reading the novel, got angry then sucked into the story as the princess.
By the end of it, both men didn’t know what to say. It was all so confusing and you couldn’t blame them. You’d be the exact same way if someone told you that you were a novel character.
Taehyung slowly sat down on the couch, “I lose you?”
You looked emotional again as you nodded your head. Because yes, he did. He chose Meo-Soon over you, then killed you.
He stared at the floor quietly, “The engagement ends, I kill you, and marry Meo-Soon?”
You nod your head and shrugged your shoulders, “Eventually.”
Taehyung felt guilt and anger swirling through his body. Hearing the fact that you were named a traitor and he killed you broke his heart. Not once did he ever consider it doing that ever.
“I don’t want that.”
As the words left his mouth, Seung-Cheols jaw tightened because this wasn’t theoretical anymore. The original story, the plot and the romance. Taehyung was actively denying it.
The atmosphere was unbearable as Seung-Cheol spoke up, “And me?”
You stopped breathing once the scene enters your mind. His death, the fires, the blood, everything.
Your eyes filled instantly and that was an answer enough. He understood that he was supposed to die.
He walked toward you once more and you felt as though he was going to walk past you and out of the door.
Instead, he stood close to you and softly touched your cheek.
“Look at me.” He says.
Once you do, you saw a smile plastered on his face, as if he didn’t just hear the news of his death.
He leaned forward and spoke.
“I guess we will just have to prove the author wrong.”
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Taehyung looked personally offended, “That was your reaction?”
Seung-Cheol glanced to him, “Should I panic?”
“Most people would.”
“Will it help?”
“…No.”
“Then I won’t.”
You physically covered your face once he removed his hand and Taehyung looked irritated.
Your hands shook Seung-Cheol softly.
“YOU DIE!”
“Yes, I heard.”
“And you’re not concerned?”
“I am.”
“YOU DONT LOOK CONCERNED?!”
He smiled softly, “That’s because you’re already concerned enough for the both of us.”
You knew he had a point and Taehyung looked like he wanted to throw a chair.
As silence settled for a little, Taehyung asked the one question he was hesitant about.
“How does he die?”
Your stomach dropped at the scene became even more clear now. Everything, all of it.
Your eyes filled once more and suddenly Seung-Cheol didn’t even want to know himself. Not because he feared dying, but because he hates to see that look on your face.
Both men understood something because you weren’t trying to save the kingdom or anything, you were trying to save people.
Specifically, the people you have grown to love. That hit them both hard as they realized this all came down to love. That’s what moved this so called plot.
You swallowed hard then whispered, “You died saving me.”
The two froze and Taehyung appeared hurt.
You liked down at your hands, “The city was burning, the Black Phoenix breaks through the walls.” you were now remembering every little detail, “The building collapses and I’m trapped.”
Your voice shook a bit more as Seung-Cheols chest tightened. Because this wasn’t a story anymore, you were remembering things.
“The ceiling falls and you pushed me out of the way.”
He remained silent as he looked at you, “You survived.”
You slowly nodded your head.
“Two days later I was accused of betraying the kingdom and I was killed.” you say then looked to Taehyung, “By you.”
Seung-Cheol understood as he realized everything now. He does and you survived, you’ve been carrying that survivors guilt for a future that hasn’t even happened yet.
His heart broke a little because no one should carry grief alone.
Taehyung looked distraught and sad as the words kept replaying in his mind. He kills her and marries another. How heartless was he?
Seung-Cheol understood the sadness and grief you had. The reason you cried when you remembered, the reason you panicked, and the reason you refused to let fate change things.
It wasn’t because you were afraid of losing him, it was because you already did. That destroyed him even more.
Taehyung looked to you with longing and regret. All the way you’ve been acting, the distance you created, asking and even begging for the annulment. The way you looked to Seung-Cheol. It was much deeper than what fear could describe it.
You weren’t choosing between two men. One relationship was being written while the other ended tragically.
It wasn’t a fair fight and you gave up an already written battle.
Then suddenly, Seung-Cheol asked the one question that you never would have expected.
“Did you love me?”
You stopped breathing and didn’t know how to react. Taehyung closed his eyes because he already knew what the answer was.
His voice softened, “In that future before I died.”
The room suddenly felt too hot and you wished the floor would just swallow you away from all this awkwardness.
In the original novel, your character never once stated that she was in love with him. But your chest tightened because that’s not the whole truth now.
You looked down then whispered, “I don’t know.”
He froze slightly and you laughed weakly through the new tears running down.
“Because that future wasn’t mine.”
The answer hit everyone because you were right. That was Lim Dan-So’s future, not you, not this version.
“But this one is.”
The meaning changed and so did everyone else. All that you thought was simple, became extravagant.
“I don’t know if I loved you in that future.” you say, “But I’m starting to in this one.”
Taehyung felt his heart shattered to pieces, it broke him entirely yet he couldn’t blame you. The way the book has written everything made you run into another man’s arms.
But sudden you looked to Taehyung, “And for some reason, it’s the same with you.”
She was someone I once loved. Her hair, her eyes, her body, her personality. Everything about her was all that kept me sane. I could read her like a book. The way her eyes sparkle a certain way when certain things are mentioned, her breathing pattern if she’s anxious, and her shoulders.
Always tensed when scared or conflicted. It was the first thing I noticed about her. In fact, our first meeting is something that replays in my mind often.
She freshly turned 16 whilst I was 17 almost 18. I visited her castle while traveling with my father who was just appointed as the new Chief Strategist of the Crown. It was a position filled with great trust and honor.
I was excited for my father and I didn’t even think I was going to meet her. Whilst mine and her fathers were conversing, I walked in the garden just to get time for myself. That’s when I saw her, alone on the bench crying in her hands.
My natural instinct was to comfort a crying damsel in distress. As I approached, she quickly wiped her eyes and stood up with a fierce face.
Her first words to me was something I’ll forever view as romantic.
“You did not see anything, you hear me skinny boy?”
I was taken aback by the sudden change in emotion, but I couldn’t help but laugh at it. It was delightful.
After seeing me laugh, she stomped her foot and crossed her arms, still giving a harsh glare.
“Why are you laughing? I never said a joke!”
Awkward, people would’ve called our first interaction.
Heavenly is what I say.
After that, she and I became close. Especially since my father was assigned a live in space. Naturally, we were going to become closer.
However, time was cruel and nothing ever remains happy.
I was 21 when my father was murdered and I felt like my whole life died before my eyes. He was all I had, my mother died when I was 5.
Everyday I mourned him and I still do. The only thing that kept me sane was her. Everything about her calmed me down, and it made me sad with all those rumors swirling around her.
She was kind, respectful, and most of all graceful. It wasn’t until an accident occurred when she fell from her horse and sustained a major injury.
I still remember how she looked as she laid upon her bed, still and looking lifeless. It pained me seeing this and not being able to wake her up from that cruel slumber.
She can’t leave me, especially not after my father left.
The day she woke up, I was happy. Life returned to my eyes and I felt the need to live once again.
However, she looked to me as if I was a stranger. She didn’t remember my name, age, and our history. Was this some cruel joke?
That will forever haunt me, losing the one person whom I’ve grown to love and cherish.
Shortly after her incident, her marriage to Prince Taehyung was announced. My heart shattered to pieces and I felt numb from my head to my toes.
I saw the way he treated her, the way he groaned whenever she was near him, the way he pushed her away from any affection. I also saw Meo-Soon, the girl that captured his attention.
It broke her heart. From afar I saw her face dim as she saw the two secretly meeting. I wanted to comfort her, wrap my arms around her and whisper sweet nothings.
But I couldn’t.
All the rumors about her pushing Meo-Soon, spreading gossip, and bringing cruel were all fake. I saw it with my own eyes and were baffled how something so small got turned into something so huge.
Every incident I witnessed, Meo-Soon was manipulative. Her façade slipped behind closed doors and her harsh words to her in private were filled with malice.
I wanted to step in, but the thought of being strangers struck my mind. I was disputing and foolish. I was a coward.
I couldn’t take it, seeing her hopelessly fall for Taehyung while he cruelly turned her away. The rumors about fake scenarios, I just felt bad I couldn’t do anything.
So I left. I went far away, far away from my childhood, from my home, and most importantly from her.
I tried distracting my mind, but my every thought always drifted to a certain princess.
One day, I heard the news that she fainted. I couldn’t stop my body from getting on my horse and speeding to her castle.
I knew there was no way I could out right show myself. So I went under the guise as a servant first. It last for a little, but when the Eastern province started to show signs of revengeful war, your father and I started to work together.
He then assigned me to be the doctors son and act like I was new so that word wouldn’t spread of a possible war.
That’s when I first spotted her. All well and the same look as before, fierce and determined.
She was someone whom God had crafted with such particular care. Someone that God had fashioned from the gentlest parts of heaven and the cruelest part of fate, for he allowed me to know you, yet never truly have you. For I had searched every corner of the world and found that no soul could ever compare.
And in that moment, I realized something dreadful.
No amount of distance had lessened the feelings I possessed for her.
If anything, it only taught me how impossible it was to live without them.
However, something was different about her. It was as if she woke up entirely new.
Her eyes still held the same expressions, her shoulders still tensed. But, she didn’t look for Taehyung every time he appeared. In fact, she would stand at the very end the room so as to not be beside him. As if conversing with him would kill her.
She was more outspoken and stood up for herself. In that very moment when she defended Meo-Soon publicly, I was astounded.
she was in arms reach yet, I was too much of a coward to step in. So when the opportunity arose to check on you after a particular day, I felt my heart race.
Her, lying in bed with a small smile on her face. It was gentle, yet it pulled me in so strong that I was tempted to graze your skin with my hands.
I saw her eyes light up in curiosity at my approach, and speaking to her for the first time in years felt like the biggest war I had faced.
I decided that since time was cruel, it could also be kind and remorseful. So when she started to sought me out with random excuses, I felt like I had a worth to live again.
She was my everything and still is.
However, she wasn’t the Lim I grew up with. No, she was someone that possessed her body.
I found out when I stumbled upon a notebook lying opened on her vanity. It was disgraceful of me to pick it up and read it, but I couldn’t stop once I read what was written.
She wasn’t Lady Lim, she didn’t even belonged in this world. Someone from an outwardly part of heaven possibly, that was somehow summoned into the body of the princess.
She expressed sorrow and worries over the fact that she might never seen her real family again. Her actual name was a name so unique, I loved how it tasted on my tongue when I first spoke of it.
Y/N.
I should feel angry, should feel betrayed that the heavens have once again decided to be cruel and keep my apart from my love.
But, getting to know her throughout my entire time there, I grew to love her. Not as Lady Lim, but as Y/N.
I will always mourn Lim and love her as I did myself, but Y/N possessing her body made it feel like new memories with the same woman, just different.
I grew to love her as a person. So when she spoke of an event happening that was going to take the life of Prince Jimin, there was no doubt in my mind to question her.
Seeing that she was spiraling when people weren’t taking her words seriously, I stepped in. I still remember when I slipped up and called her by her real name that I thought all progress I made with her will be lost.
However, it wasn’t.
I felt nothing but happiness when she announced her annulment with Prince Taehyung.
The opportunity was within arms reach, and I could finally have her.
But when he announced to everyone of the wedding date, my heart shattered once again. Rage and sadness was all I felt when her eyes landed on me.
I know she was not to blame, but I couldn’t help but feel that all my effort was gone.
My entire world, my everything, my princess, and my heart.
Y/N is someone whom I’ll fight for, someone that I will thank God for allowing us to meet again, and someone that I will carry a part of me for the rest of my days.
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What felt like forever thrashing around, you became tired and just went slump in Hobi’s arms.
Once he deemed that it was safe enough to release you, he took a step back.
You glared at Taehyung with hatred that burned brighter than any tower anyone has seen.
“You promised me, Taehyung. Why did you do this?”
He gulped and walked a little closer to you in caution, “I already explained why. You are someone I will not give up.”
You gave a bitter laugh at that, “So you thought trapping me in this loveless marriage will make me forget all that you’ve done?”
It was silent for a moment.
“This isn’t love, Taehyung. It’s guilt. You only began loving me when I found someone else.”
It was true, and everyone knew it. Yet, no one had a right to say anything as they also were the reason why you felt so lonely.
It wasn’t just Taehyung being the reason for your emotions, it was everyone on this balcony.
No one said anything to make it right and only saw you when you changed.
“I will forever beat myself up looking back at everything that I’ve put you through. I will spend the rest of my days making it up to you.
“Right now it may seem that I only love you out of guilt, but once I took time to see your worth, I knew I wouldn’t be able to handle the pain of you gone.”
You remained silent as his words settled in the air. The rest of the guys didn’t know what to do, so they didn’t say a word.
Taehyung, noticing you didn’t know how to respond, continued.
“How about this,” he licks his lips, “Give me three weeks to prove my worth and a day before the wedding if you haven’t fallen for me yet, I’ll give up and announce the annulment. Just allow me to love you and prove my worth.”
A long sigh left your lips as you thought it over. You still had a thought to punch him, but you were too hungry to even inflict violence on the young man.
“Fine, I’ll allow it.” you say, “However, you must know I have interest in Seung-Cheol. My heart aches for him and I will not allow distance between him and I. You cannot harm or sabotage him in anyway. Do I make myself clear?”
He nods his head happily, stepping closer to give you a hug. Seeing the approaching man, you stuck your arms out to block him.
“Yeah no, it’s too early for that. We shall go back in and continue the façade of this whole marriage. But I will tell Seung-Cheol the truth.”
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As the eight of you slipped inside unnoticed, you talked amongst the nobles who congratulated you and Taehyung. Acting wasn’t your best suit but you made damn sure to try your best.
As you continued to converse, your eyes drifted off toward Seung-Cheol who was in his own conversation. He wasn’t acting like he normally would and it saddened you seeing this.
You excused yourself and walked up to him once the gentlemen he was talking to left. As he noticed your figure, he gave you a faint smile.
“Can we talk for a moment?” you asked, eyes sparkling with hope.
He lets out a tiny laugh, “I already know what you’re going to say. He did it without your consent, I know you didn’t want to go along with it.”
A smile forms in your face as all the tension left your shoulders, “I’m so glad you understand. Trust me, I didn’t want this either. However, I gave him a chance to prove his worth before the wedding.”
the sadness once again returned at your words and you felt your heart shatter.
“But I also told him that my heart belongs to you. To only you and during this I will continue seeing you.”
The smile once again returned and it made your day. It was so bright you were for sure thought you were going to become blind.
“Well then, I see I need to step up my game.” He jokes.
“Step up what? You already set the bar so damn high I don’t think he, or anyone else, can top it.”
The words slip out and he started smiling from ear to ear. It was the love the words carried that allowed him to take a deep, satisfied breath.
“Well then, tomorrow there is no meetings for either of us to attend I’m assuming. Would you like to stroll the village?”
You quickly nod your head, eyes and smile bright.
And someone else noticed too.
Jimin stood fare from you and contemplated everything. He knew you had feelings for Seung-cheol, but he wanted you to see him.
He hated how his feelings got to mixed up for you and he didn’t know how to handle. But all he knows is that he wants to outdo both men and have you see the real him.
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The next day approached and you awoke to Mia shaking you to get ready for breakfast.
All the events were still very much in your head so you didn’t have the energy to fight her on allowing you to sleep in more.
It was draining seeing how the princess had to wake up early each morning just to attend breakfast. You missed your old life and sleeping in.
When she finished up, she guided you to the dining hall and once you entered, your eyes widened.
It was a scene you never witnessed before and you didn’t know if you were dreaming.
Because why was Taehyung helping set up the table with the servants?
“You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” Taehyung says once he looks up.
You stutter a bit before gaining sanity back, “What are you doing?”
“… helping?” he answers, unsure himself.
You yelped when you pinched your arm.
“What are you doing?”
“Making sure I’m not dreaming. THE Prince Taehyung is helping? What is happening.”
He laughs a bit as he sets down the last set of forks. “I talked to my mother this morning.”
Your eyes widened, “The queen?”
“Yes, she is my mother,” he laughs, “I asked her for advice and she said the best way to someone’s heart, is to prove the change.”
His eyes softened and you felt your heart race. Him being so close made you feel warm and you hated it.
Your eyes then looked to the table and noticed that only eight plates were set.
“Why are there only eight plates? What happened to the others?”
Taehyung looked back and then to you once again, “Just us and the guys are eating. Your parents are in an important meeting and can’t make it.”
A sigh left your mouth. Being stuck in this room with those men was certainly something you didn’t want especially early this morning.
Before you could respond, a servant walked in and bowed to the both of you.
“i’m sorry for interrupting My Lady and Prince, however I have news to relay to the Lady.”
You nod for her to continue.
“Sir Seung-Cheol is here and requests the lady’s presence.”
Your head tilted in question.
“Me? Why is that?”
“He wants to accompany you on a stroll in the village.”
That’s when the thought rung in your head about the conversation you and him had. You did remember agreeing to these plans.
Taehyung sighed and groaned.
“Of course he did.”
You sighed as you shook your head. Oh god, you forgot that you’re now in a love triangle and these men were vowing for your hand.
“Tell him I’ll be there shortly.” You say to her, dismissing her from the room.
When she left, you look at Taehyung again.
“Don’t do that.” you say.
He pouts and looks down, “Do what?”
You run your fingers through your hair as best as you can before it got tangled.
“Tell the others that I won’t be able to attend.”
He whines a bit, “You’re really going to go to him?”
“Taehyung we talked about this.” you say, then stepped a bit closer, “I’ll say this. You helping out with this breakfast is beautiful. I loved seeing that.”
He gives you a huge smile and you felt your heart leap just a tiny bit. Taehyung was dangerous and he for sure knows that.
That smile made your heart continue racing and you could feel your mind gushing.
“Stop that.”
“Stop what?”
“Stop doing that smile and looking so handsome. It’s irritating.”
He pauses, laughs, then smiles once again.
“Good to know.”
“IM LEAVING!”
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a/n; sorry for not updating in a while. I’m on new medication and it lwk like took a huge hit on me. anyways here is this chapter!!!
The war discussions was pushed to later tonight, so your parents took this opportunity to have a tiny banquet with everyone, including the councilmen.
As much as you wanted to stay in your room, you knew being there would be a safer option. However, a part of you felt empty. all day today you haven’t seen Seung-Cheol and it made you sad.
You wanted to look for him, but decided against it.
the banquet room was filled with tables that had many foods, drinks and and flowers. Everyone stood around the room, laughing and gossiping.
You wore a a fluffy ball dress, light baby blue with white ruffles. Quite rich, if you do say so yourself.
Everyone you passed by gave you a bow to which you returned with a smile. Spotting an empty seat, you sat down with your maid by your side.
“I know as the daughter of the queen and king I should socialize,” you sigh, leaning towards Mia, “However I do enjoy having moments to myself.”
Your eyes noticed the doors open and the seven famous princes walking through. A groan left your mouth and you slid down the chair, covering your face and praying to god they don’t notice you.
“My lady?” Mia asked, “Is everything alright?”
You put your finger to your mouth and motioned for her to act like you were there. She understood and looked around her, pretending to be rather busy.
However, Jimin the evil man, you dubbed him as, noticed everything. Right now? He noticed you.
Luxurious robes, perfect hair, and annoyingly attractive.
and unfortunately, a grin so smug you wanted to fight him on the spot.
“There you are,” he says dramatically, the others following suit, “The palace is experiencing political instability and here you are, causing more tension.”
you pointed to yourself, “Me?!”
“Yes, you.” He laughs and takes a seat across from you.
Taehyung looked tired as he sat down next to you and you looked toward the heavens.
“I miss the silence.”
“You were just talking to your maid a second ago.” Jimin replied.
“YOU RUINED IT!”
That slipped out a bit too fast, whoops. Everyone froze at their table, including you.
Jimin’s eyes widened dramatically, then slowly, dangerously, his grin returned.
“Well.”
Taehyung’s expression dimmed, the rest looked at you with amusement. which somehow made it worse.
You buried your face into your hands, “I’m moving into the forest.”
“You’d last two days.” Jimin said.
“Incorrect, I’d become one with nature.”
Namjoon voice suddenly popped up, “Yesterday you got lost in the library for forty-five minutes. In your own palace that you grew up in.”
You gasped, “WHY ARE YOU HERE TOO?”
Namjoon looked deeply unimpressed, “We’ve been searching for you.”
“Why is everyone emotionally attached to finding my location?”
“Because,” Jimin answered instantly, “Your life has become entertaining.”
“Seek help.”
“You know,” Jin said, “The council meeting will start after this.”
Ah, that’s right. The border attack.
Reality hit everyone and Taehyung sat up immediately and even Jimin lost his teasing energy.
You noticed the shift and your stomach tightened at the idea.
The original stories war arc began with meetings like that.
Whispers, politics and fear.
Afterward? Nothing really returned to normal. How could it?
Your maid bent down to whisper to you, “I spotted Sir Seung-Cheol with a group of men outside. Should I ask him to come over?”
Your eyes widened. Oh shit, he’s here? Do you look good?
Noticing, Jin leaned forward, “Expecting someone?”
“No, not that it’s any of your business.”
Namjoon raised an eyebrow, “I’m shocked I haven’t seen you with Seung-Cheol today, why is that?”
Jimin gave him a confused look, “You know Seung-Cheol?”
“Why do you say that as if you know him?” you asked, “He is the son of my palace doctor.”
“Hm.” Jimin replied, looking deep in thought.
“What’s the matter?” Jung Hoseok asked, “You only end your sentence with ‘hm’ when you realize something.”
Jimin shook his head, a grin plastered on his face again, “It’s nothing. Just that names sounds rather familiar.”
You felt Taehyungs eye on you and it made you rather uncomfortable. He hasn’t stared at you like this since ever, not even would he look at Lady Lim in the novel. So why is he suddenly so invested in you?
“You should rest.”
There it goes, that worrying. Like you were fragile and wouldn’t understand the implications that is happening soon.
you crossed your arms stubbornly, “I don’t need to be hidden away every time something serious happens.”
Taehyung sighed softly, “No one is saying that.”
“It’s implied.”
Jungkook quietly watched you for a moment before speaking.
“She wants to feel useful.”
silence, direct hit.
You stared at him betrayal.
“Whose side are you on?”
his expression gentle, “Yours.”
That was absolutely dangerous and he knows that. In the novel, the two did converse here and there, but not enough for him to say something like that.
Jimin clutched his chest and looked away dramatically.
“Absolutely disgusting. I can feel new chemistry developing right before my eyes.”
“JIMIN.” Taehyung snapped, giving him a glare.
“What? I’m observant. Move fast buddy.”
“You are annoying.”
“Those things coexist beautifully.”
Namjoon rubbed his temples as if he regretted knowing any of them. Yoongi was silent the entire time, probably thinking the same thing.
Meanwhile? your brain short circuited as you dwelled on his words. Yours. One word, so simple. Yet your heart warmed completely.
Made you feel guilty. Taehyung wasn’t a bad person per se, he was trying and you knew he was.
However, it was a little too late.
If you were to compare him to Seung-Cheol, you heart would beat for the second man. He felt safe, felt like he chose you too. No pity, nothing. It warmed your heart at the thought.
Maybe it was time to find your happiness.
As the banquet came to an end, you headed to the council chambers with the seven men and felt nervous.
It was tense, no one argued, no one said anything strange. But, you could feel the shift. It was strange and loud.
Taehyung grew quieter too and distant. Somehow, that bothered you more than anything.
Jimin noticed it to your dismay.
“Well,” he says, “This is becoming catastrophically emotional.”
“I’m begging you to stop speaking.”
“You woke up suddenly different, I’m hearing about a different man that caught your attention and even Jungkook is putting the moves on you.”
“Don’t say that and please, shut your mouth.”
Jung Hoseok walked next to them with a plate of fruit from the banquet, saying something that he would hate for it to go to waste.
“How bad is the emotional situation?”
“Severe.” Jimin replied instantly.
Taehyung sighed and Namjoon looked to be one more moment away from retiring.
As you all continued walking, the doors showed themselves with guards standing tall.
This was the moment and it was all to real. This was actually happening.
The atmosphere tensed and and remembered the novel again.
political meetings always led to secrets, bad decisions, and emotional suffering.
Because that was basically the holy trinity of fantasy dramas apparently.
As the doors opened, you froze. There, next to your father was as Seung-Cheol, pointing at the map and discussing something with him.
The eight of you walked in further, gaining his attention and his eyes landed on your confused face.
He smiled and walked towards you slowly. As he stood in front of you, the men beside you watched cautiously.
“I knew why the name sounded familiar. Is this your Seung-Cheol?” Jimin asked lazily.
you didn’t know what to say and just stared at him. Did he lie to you? Wasn’t he the son of the palace doctor? Why is he here?
“I apologize for not saying anything sooner, I needed time. I should probably introduced myself properly. I am part of the Northern Neutral Delegations to help aid in this upcoming possible war.”
He saw your eyes hold hurt but also confusion.
“Why did you say you were the son of the doctor?” you asked, voice slightly trembling.
He sighs, knowing he messed up, “I had to come undercover under the guise of the doctors son. Your father needed help with negations and this was the only way without drawing attention. I apologize if I betrayed your trust.”
Betrayed your trust was a bit much. Yes, you didn’t expect this but you weren’t that mad.
“No need to apologize, I understand why that was needed.” You replied, giving him a soft smile.
In return, he gives you a brighter one and picks up your hand to give it a small kiss. This was normal, but because of your growing feeling you felt hot.
you didn’t feel just understood by the man, you felt wanted. Not needed. Not tolerated. Not chosen out of obligation. Wanted.
the realization hit too hard that you almost looked away and unfortunately Taehyung noticed that too.
Of course he did.
His gaze lingered on her face a second too long before looking away. The atmosphere felt tense once again, like it was fragile enough to break.
Before you could fully sit down to get comfortable, Taehyung turned to you, “You don’t have to attend if this becomes too much.”
You froze once again. There it was, that gentleness and somehow… it hurt worse. Because you could hear the care underneath it.
Not romantic, but real.
You looked at him carefully and realized something aweful.
Taehyung was starting to mourn the old Lim Dan-So too. Not because he loved who she became at the end, but because this new version made him realize who she use to be before everything went wrong.
You recalled from the book how Lim Dan-So followed Taehyung around because he was afraid of being lonely. He confided in you and you promised to always be there. You still remembered how Dan-So carried a dead bird around, thinking it was still alive. She brought it into the doctors office and pleaded for him to heal the animal.
She was kind before then, her surroundings changed her.
You softened slightly, “I can handle difficult conversations.”
Taehyung finally looked at you directly, “I know.” he said quietly, slowly eyeing Seung-Cheol who was still by your side for some reason.
Before you could think too hard about everything, the doors swung opened and the tension once again returned.
Maps spread across the long table, military officials started arguing quietly. Messengers rushing between nobles.
Seeing this, you all stood around the table as discussions began.
You noticed the moment Seung-Cheol made his appearance more loudly. Everyone obviously has a deep respect for him, he carried authority naturally.
The realization made your chest tightened. Nope, not today.
Namjoon stepped forward to one of the officials, “Report.”
he bowed quickly, “Three villages near the Eastern border were attacked. Homes burnt, several civilians missing.”
Your stomach twisted. This was no longer a novel you were reading, it was actual people.
Taehyung’s jaw tights and Jungkook looked furious.
“The East kingdom doesn’t have enough forces for an organized attack,” the commander said, “Someone is supporting them.”
The room fell quiet and your mind raced immediately.
Because in this novel, there WAS betrayal later.
Someone secretly funding the Eastern resistance.
But who was it? You tried your best but just couldn’t remember.
Yoongi suddenly spoke it, “The attacks were coordinated too clearly for desperation alone.”
Right, because his family controlled financial networks meaning he understood patterns like this.
One of the commanders frowned, “You believe someone is backing them?”
A chill ran down your spine because you remembered enough to know: the hidden supporter eventually causes catastrophic damage.
If you couldn’t remember who it was soon, people would get hurt. More and more.
Seung-Cheol observed the map and spoke it, “These weren’t random. They are testing our response time.”
Oh shit.
Even Namjoon looked surprised as Seung-Cheol’s darkened.
“Someone is preparing for a larger scale attack.”
Silence crashes through the entire room and you realized something dangerous.
The war arc is starting sooner than it was supposed to.
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It hurt you like a bucket of ice. This war was happening sooner and you know it was due to your actions. If things kept shifting, everything you knew about the future would surely change.
Oh god, this was really bad. Your breathing grew slightly uneven before you told yourself to focus.
think. In the original novel, tension built slowly, border attacks escalated over the months, political alliance fractured afterwards.
But this? It felt accelerated.
Like something- or someone - was pushing these events faster.
You realized something again, Seung-Cheol wasn’t just some representative, he carried himself like someone who experienced war first hand.
Not a politician, but a survivor.
“People with power believed conflict would remain far away from them,” he said calmly, “They were wrong.”
Your chest tightened painfully as you realized people like Seung-Cheol become calm after surviving chaos.
Maybe that’s why you felt so relaxed around him. He felt safe because he knew what fear felt like.
One commander scoffed quietly, “Even if conflict grows, The Eastern forces are weakened.”
Seung-Cheol’s faced the commander, “That mindset gets civilians killed.”
Everyone looked at him with respect and with more seriousness.
Yoongi crossed his arms thoughtfully, “If someone is financing these attacks we need to identify who benefits from these prolonged instability.”
A hidden supporter, the thought made your stomach turn painfully. You still couldn’t remember who, but you remember gasping with wide eyes.
It was that serious.
If you could just remember, you could possibly prevent more attacks and lost lives. The old helplessness crept back in and it hurt you.
Not enough, not smart enough, and not useful enough.
You could barely notice yourself drifting further until Seung-Cheol’s hand brushes yours under the table.
Small. Brief, definitely intentional.
You are startled slightly and when you looked to him, neither of you spoke.
He didn’t want to draw attention, he just kept looking at you with steadiness.
Like he noticed the spiral before it consumed you.
Oh shit, this was was going to ruin you emotionally.
Those tiny gestures said that he was here for you, to breathe, and that you’re not alone.
But of course, Taehyung spotted it as his gaze dropped to your guys hands.
Something shifted in his expression much more quieter this time.
Oh no, you thought. this wasn’t supposed to happened. Taehyung wasn’t supposed to notice you like this. He was supposed to fall in love with Meo-Soon while Dan-So spiraled desperately.
The meeting continued around them. Strategies, scouts, and border reinforcements.
Yet, you didn’t really pay attention because for the first time since arriving here, or actually in your entire life, you wanted something selfish.
Not survival, not changing the plot.
Seung-Cheol.
The realization terrified you instantly. Because if there was one thing stories loved doing, it was destroying the things people loved.
And judging by the way Taehyung looked at you now, the story was already beginning to change.
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The meeting ended hours later, yet the air still felt tense. It was heavy and you hated it.
Fear has settled in the kingdom and you hated how familiar that feeling was.
People pretending everything was alright when really underneath? They were a mess.
The officials slowly filtered out the chamber one by one.
Namjoon stayed behind to discuss some logistics with a commander
Jungkook and Jimin argued quietly about border patrols.
Hoseok had somehow fallen asleep in the chair halfway through the discussion.
Honestly? Valid. If given the chance, you would’ve done the same.
You stood near the window to organize your thoughts and that’s when you heard footsteps.
Taehyung. Of course.
For a moment, neither of you spoke.
Moonlight spilt across the floor as it finally peaked behind a small entrance of the clouds. Rain was still pouring as it tapped the glass.
“You’ve been quiet.”
You forced a quick smile, “That’s rare enough for people to notice?”
Taehyung didn’t smile back this time. “You looked frightened during the meeting.”
Direct hit once again. Holy cow why did he notice everything about you? Usually he never does.
“I don’t like people discussing war like it’s inevitable.” you looked away to the rain outside.
Taehyung’s expression shifted at your words. “It may not be.”
“But you think it could become that.”
Silence answered for him and that hurt a bit more. Because you knew he was trying to remain calm for everyone.
That was the burden of being a prince. No panic, no weakness, and no uncertainty.
Even now he looked exhausted beneath all of that composure.
Suddenly, the words of his mother hit.
“When his father died, you were the only one that could make him laugh. Allowing him to be himself.”
Oh god, the original Dan-So and Taehyung ruined each other slowly.
Taehyung leaned against the window beside her, “You seem happier around Seung-Cheol.”
He was straight with it, even thought he knew it was going to be awkward.
Your pulse stumbled and you carefully looked at the man in front of you.
“He’s easy to be around.” you say quietly.
The honesty slipped out before you could stop them and his gaze lowered briefly.
“I see.”
He was trying now, you could tell. Trying to understand her, to reconnect with the person he once knew, and the person he once considered a friend.
You weren’t entirely that person anymore and no matter how much kinder he had become towards her, the fear from what you read was still in your head.
“Do you ever think,” Taehyung softly says, “That we misunderstood each other for too long?”
Your chest tightened because he was right. Too much history existed between the two, and you didn’t want love built from regret and guilt.
Before you could answers, the doors opened and Seung-Cheol reappeared. His eyes shifted to you and softened to which Taehyung noticed.
He approached calmly, “You should sleep.”
The words sounded simple, but unlike everyone else saying it tonight, his voice carried concern rather than dismissal.
“Bossy.” you smiled.
“Observant.” He replies, standing a little closer much to Taehyung’s dismay.
He stared between the two and that’s when something shifted in his chest. It was jealousy.
He finally understood that someone reached you in ways he couldn’t, or in ways he didn’t want to.
The thought made your chest tightened because he didn’t deserve cruelty. But you couldn’t force yourself backwards and built it off of guilty feelings.
“The storms getting worse.” Seung-Cheol says, now observing the outside.
You looked out and noticed the clouds darkening even more, the rain getting harder and lightening getting harsher.
That’s when dread entered you.
A memory slammed into your head.
The novel. Rain, a storm and a border village.
Color drained from your face because you remembered now. Not the betrayal, but the death.
The death of someone important.
Someone dies during the first major storm after the border attacks. Judging by the worsening of the storm, the night had already arrived.
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Your breath caught in your throat again as you started to panic.
Fragment pieces from the novel crashed into your head.
Rain soaked roads, blood, and someone collapsing.
someone was going to die tonight.
You stepped back to which Taehyung gave you a concerned look.
“What happened?”
You barely heard him as you scolded yourself to think, think of anything.
In the original story arc, the persons death happened earlier on which shattered the group.
Someone important enough to change everyone around them.
However, the details were a bit blurry because all you really remembered is getting angry and crying over Dan-So’s death.
Seung-Cheol noticed your panicked face.
“Y/N.”
That name - not her characters name - your actual name and that snapped you right back.
What?
“What do you remember?” he asked quietly.
That question froze you. Because he didn’t ask what was wrong or what happened, but he asked her what she remembered.
Like some part of him knew you carried knowledge you shouldn’t.
You looked at him sharply and for one terrifying second, wondered if he knew. Not everything, but enough.
Taehyung noticed the change and stood a little closer to you.
“What’s going on?”
Your breathing increased as you tried thinking of ways to sound less weird. Would they believe what you’re going to say? How were you going to say this?
“I think,” you whispered, throat slightly swollen, “Someone is endangered tonight.”
Silence.
Taehyung straightened immediately, “Who?”
Frustration cracked through your mind, “I don’t remember.”
The room stilled. It didn’t make any sense and you knew that.
“Remember what?” Taehyung frowned.
Your hands trembled as you remembered what you just said.
Seung-Cheol placed his hand on her shoulder, “Focus on what you do know.”
You squeezed your eyes shut as you tried to recall.
Rain, storm, the border.
and then-
a crest.
Southern Kingdom colors stained with mud.
Jungkook.
Your eyes snapped opened, “Oh my god.”
Taehyung’s face hardened instantly. “What?”
“The Southern Patrol.”
Everyone froze and your chest heaved.
“The border patrol near the Eastern Border villages.”
Taehyung looked confused, “How would you know about that assignment?”
Because Jungkook volunteered for that in chapter Forty-three after a fight with Namjoon.
And because afterwards, he changed.
The memory his you like a knife. Jungkook screaming someone’s name.
“It’s a trap.” you whispered.
the room fell in dead silence and Taehyung stared at your sharply.
“How could you possibly know that?”
you looked terrified now because you didn’t know how to answer that.
“I just KNOW ok?”
Thunder cracked loudly from outside. taehyung looked genuinely unsettled by you, not in a suspicious way.
Because this was strange for you to act this way.
Seung-Cheol spoke calmly.
“We should verify the patrol routes.”
Taehyung gave him a confused look, “You believe her?”
Seung-Cheol didn’t hesitate. “Yes.”
You stared at him in disbelief. He believed you, didn’t even question your sanity or anything.
Taehyung looked conflicted now, “Seung-Cheol-“
“If she’s wrong,” the man said sharply, “We lose nothing but time.”
Then his gaze lowered, “But if she’s right?”
Silence swarmed the room as Taehyung turned around towards the door, “I’m calling the commanders back.”
Your knees almost gave out but luckily Seung-Cheol was there to capture you.
“It’s ok.” he consoled.
But it wasn’t. Because you understood something horrifying. The more you change the story, the more unstable your memories become.
And eventually you might not even remember the future at all anymore.
Your breathing became uneven as Seung-Cheol held onto you. The room felt small suddenly.
Reality crashed down because this was no longer fiction, this was actual people dying.
if you remembered wrong, people died. If you stayed silent? people still died.
There was no safe option.
“Hey.”
Seung-Cheol’s voice cut through the chaos. Gentle and soothing.
You looked up as his hands remained on your arm, allowing you to come back to reality and calm down a little.
you squeezed your eyes and forced yourself to inhale then exhale slowly allowing the anxiety to melt away.
Then Seung-Cheol’s expression softened, “There you are.”
Shit, that was unfairly tender and it got you hot.
The council doors swung opened and Namjoon, Taehyung, Yoongi, Jungkook and several military commanders walked in.
The atmosphere immediacy sharpened again as Jungkook looked around curiously.
“What’s wrong?”
Taehyung’s eyes flickered to Seung-Cheol who was even closer by your side, then he turned away.
Namjoon stepped forward, “Explain everything from the beginning.”
Well, you couldn’t exactly say that you were transported into their world and reincarnated as Lim Dan-So. Also that you knew the ending and how their operations on the border was a trap.
Not ideal.
Everyone waited.
Jungkook looked increasingly concerned as you swallowed hard.
“I,” you said weakly, “Remember hearing about the patrol routes being unsafe.”
Yoongi narrowed his eyes instantly, “Who did you hear this from?”
Your brain scrambled again as you tried thinking of anything without sounding suspicious.
“The servants.” you say.
That sounded fake even to you, and the silence answered that question for you.
“The servants,” Namjoon said slowly, “Were discussing military strategies?”
“People gossip!”
“Not usually about classified routes.” Yoongi clarified.
God, the terrifying Cat Man strikes and you wanted to evaporate.
Suddenly, Seung-Cheol spoke up, “What matters now is whether the warning has merit.”
Everyone quieted immediately which was interesting.
Taehyung crossed his arms, “And you think it does?”
Seung-Cheol nodded his head, “Her reaction wasn’t manipulative.”
You blinked at that and paused. Did he truly defend you in front of everyone even though you sounded crazy?
His eyes glanced towards you softly, “She reacted like someone genuinely terrified.”
The room fell quieter after that because he was right. You weren’t being dramatic, you were terrified and they’ve never seen this reaction from you before.
Jungkook stepped closer, “What exactly do you remember?”
You felt yourself stutter at the question. Really, it was just fragments. Not much.
Rain, mud, and screaming.
Suddenly, another image surfaced. A silver emblem. Northern Kingdom insignia.
Jimin
Your eyes widened as you stepped back a bit, “Oh god.”
Everyone froze.
Taehyung tensed up, “What?” he demanded.
You looked him deep in the eyes with a terrified look, “Jimin.”
Silence crashed through the room and Jungkooks eyes darkened.
Namjoon straightened and Taehyung looked alarmed.
“What about Jimin?” Yoongi asked.
You pressed your fingers to your temple desperately.
“It wasn’t the southern patrol,” Your words come out shakily, “The attack targets the Northern reinforcements.”
The memory slammed fully into place. Jimin’s horse collapsing in the mud. Arrows being shot. Blood being spilt.
“He gets ambushed during the storm.” you breathed out.
The room went dead silence. Not the confused type, but in a terrifying way.
Because you didn’t sound like you were guessing anymore.
Jimin himself lowered his arms and for the first time since you saw him, he looked genuinely terrified.
“How,” he asked shakily, “Would you know that?”
Your throat closed at his question because you didn’t know how to respond. You didn’t know how long you could keep this up.
You were starting to care about these people too much and knew them much more deeply than they think. Jungkook’s hidden grief, Taehyung’s loneliness, Yoongies quiet understanding, and Seung-Cheol’s warmth.
If someone died right now, especially someone within this circle, it wouldn’t feel like fiction anymore.
Before anyone could say anything further, Seung-Cheol appeared by your side as if he was your shield.
and you realized something terrifying.
No matter how complicated things got and if Seung-Cheol keeps appearing at her side like this, you might actually start falling in love with him.
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No one spoke for several seconds as the rain hammered against the window.
Thunder rolled low through the chamber and in the middle of it all, you stood trembling beneath everyone’s stare.
You crossed a line now and there is no pretending it never happened, no going back.
Taehyung looked unsettled, Namjoon looked analytical, Yoongi looked like he was putting pieces together on a puzzle, and jimin- he looked to you for the very first time.
Not like he did before with the teasing smile and remarks, but something deeper.
The silence broke when Jungkook spoke, “When does this happen?”
You swallowed hard, “Tonight.”
Jimin’s eyes widened, “I was going to do a routine check tonight after the discussion… H-how…”
Suddenly, immediate movement exploded in the room. Commanders rushed towards the maps, orders were shouted, and guards sprinted from the chamber.
Namjoon immediately started reorganizing patrol routes.
Taehyung ran to the strategy table, “Recall the Northern reinforcements immediately.”
One commander hesitated, “Your majesty, if we do this without any proper evidence-“
“If she’s right,” Taehyung snapped, “Then people will get killed.”
His words shocked you and made you freeze. He actually believed you.
Jimin still hasn’t moved and kept staring at you as the chaos went about around them.
“You were scared for me.”
His words were soft, not like anything you’ve seen before.
You looked deep into his eyes and saw the real him. Not the teasing and flirting Jimin, no the one that dealt with loneliness.
The original novel painted Jimin as a wary person underneath everything. He believed people only wanted him for his title, charm, and usefulness.
Not him.
And he somehow looked genuinely shaken up at the fact that someone looked terrified of losing him.
“Of course I was.” You say.
Before anymore could be said, a commander rushed in with a worried expression, “Your majesty!” he said, “We confirmed movement near the Northern route.”
Silence crashed and everyone looked unsettled.
One of the commanders looked pale, “So the ambush was true…?”
Jungkook cursed quietly under his breath and Namjoon barked out orders.
Taehyung looked to you, not in a suspicious way, but in a terrified way.
You were scared, he hated that.
You knew things that shouldn’t have been known to most people in this room and if word were to get out, people will get the wrong idea.
They might think you are a spy, magician, or possessed.
Your breathing started to tighten once again. Too many eyes and pressure.
But then warmth touched your hand and you looked to see Seung-Cheol grazed his hands over yours.
He’s done this twice now whenever you got nervous and anxious.
It felt like he truly knew you. He leaned down only for you to hear, “You did well.” he whispered.
The words shattered you as it was unexpected because the entire night you felt guilty, slow, and useless.
Not once had you considered that maybe you helped saved people’s lives tonight.
Taehyung noticed too as he eyes Seung-Cheols hand over yours and something in them dimmed.
That’s when you realized the actual tragedy here. Taehyung was slowly beginning to see you clearly right as you were falling for someone else.
It hurt more because you never wanted to hurt him this way.
Your heart felt safer with Seung-Cheol, but why was it still beating for Taehyung as well?
The storm lasted all night as commanders went in and out of the chamber. The chaos died down a bit.
There was one unsettling truth. If you hadn’t spoken up, Jimin would’ve been dead.
He had gone quiet after the confirmation, no teasing nor flirting leaving his mouth.
He truly saw you for the first time and it made him wonder, what took him so long?
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Hope yall enjoyed! sorry for the errors. Also gassspppp Jimin dies in the story? Someone is secretly funding the delegations? Shiiiiii stay tuned!
Nobody was able to sleep after that whole emotional catastrophe. Not you, not Taehyung, and not Seung-Cheol.
Probably not Jimin either because that man somehow sensed emotional disasters from three kingdoms away.
The next morning, the palace was quiet. Perhaps too quiet, the dangerous kind. The kind that happened before disasters.
You decided to hide in your room away from the others. You didn’t want to run into either men that know your secret and also who you confessed to. Was it bad of you to confess to both of them at the same time?
You hiding happened for about seven minutes before Jimin came bursting open your doors.
“GOOD MORNING!”
A pillow flew at him as you screamed into your bed, yelling at him to get out.
“GO AWAY!”
“NO!”
Jimin marched dramatically, “I HAVE CONCERNS.”
“NO!”
he pauses for a moment, “I have gossip.”
You immediately sit up, “…Continue.”
Jimin pointed at you aggressively, “I KNEW IT!”
“DAMMIT YOU TRAITOR!”
He laughs and sits next to you on the bed. Jimin knows it’s improper for a man and woman to be in a bedroom alone if they aren’t married. However, he didn’t care.
His eyes scan your face, and he immediately felt his heart racing. Oh how he hates this so much. No woman has ever made him this nervous it was usually the other way around.
Jimin wanted to leave these feelings behind him because Taehyung was his friend. They grew up together and he was one Jimin allowed to know the true him.
However, he couldn’t help but be drawn to you.
“Hello? Are you good?” you waved your hand in front of him.
He snaps out of his thoughts and finally looks at you, his attention on you.
“Sorry, I was distracted.” he admits.
A grin spreads across your face, “Jimin thinking? Possibly about what?”
He stays silent for a moment before deciding to answer, “About you.”
Jimin licks his lips and continues, “Growing up, I was taught that emotions get in the way of everything. That they were tacky and should be suppressed. So naturally, I viewed everyone I came across as nothing. Every women that I messed with were nothing to me.”
A pause was held for a moment and you felt your heart racing.
“But for some reason, you’re different. I came to care about you, and I hated seeing you cry. I loved seeing you laugh and get frustrated with my remarks. I think…. I like you.”
You remain silent for a little. Last night was enough emotions as it was, and now Jimin was adding it on.
“I already knew that.” you roll your eyes playfully.
He laughs and nudges your arm, telling you to be quiet.
“I need you to know this Jimin,” you say, “My emotions are a bit high right now. Everything is too much and I’m just… afraid.”
Jimin raisss an eyebrow, “Afraid? Of what?”
You sigh, “I don’t know how to say this and you might think I’m crazy and take back those words, or you might think I’m lying and hate me.”
“I won’t think that.”
A dramatic pause for effect and then you continued, “Last night when I was talking to Seung-Cheol and Taehyung, I told them something while confessing to the both of them.”
He gasp and his eyes grow wide, “YOU CONFESSED TO THE BOTH OF THEM AT THE SAME TIME?!”
You hit his arm harshly, shushing him and giving him harsh glares.
“That’s not the point let me finish!” You yell frustratedly.
“Ok, continue.”
“Jimin, I’m not even from this world. I don’t belong here, I’m not even meant to be in this world.”
His face held confusion but he allowed you to continue.
“I remember reading a book, throwing it out of anger. The next day I was transported in this world as Lady Lim.”
Jimin’s face pales a bit, “W-what are you trying to say?”
“I am from a world far into the future. Everything here doesn’t exist anymore back in my time. We have cars, phones, TVs and much more.”
He places his two pointer fingers on his lips, deep in thought at your sudden confession.
“So, you aren’t from this world?” He whispers and you nod your head, “So, Lady Lim died?”
You nod your head again, “I remember before I got transported here, she visited me in a dream. She begged for me to deliver her justice and sent me here, away from my family.”
“Is that why you acted so different from the Lady Lim before?”
“Yep,” you say, “However, I don’t think she was evil.”
Your mind goes to the book. Recalling the moments of Lady Lim’s horrible times of bullying Meo-Soon and being possessive over the guys.
“I mean, I think her surroundings changed her. You guys are fake characters in the story, it explains everyone’s past and how their actions caused the plot to move. She was kind before, always hoping for the best and loving everything. But, the way everyone treated her made her change.”
Jimin let out a sad sigh as he started to recall all the things. How the guys would talk badly about her, try and avoid her and even be sarcastic with her. He never realized how hurtful that could be.
“I’m not excusing everything that she said to Meo-Soon, but I believe there is more to the story when it comes to her and I’m trying to figure it out, but it’s just too hard.”
He hums in thought before speaking, “I see what you mean. I can’t pinpoint a time where I noticed something strange, but there have been times I’ve seen Meo-Soons attitude switch up when I would enter the room.”
You agreed with him because there was something wrong about Meo-Soon. Not that it was jealousy, but it was the fact that Lim was painted at the villain, but there is something lying beneath Meo-Soon that just chills you.
“Wait,” he says, “Is that how you were able to prevent my death? How you knew about the set up and everything?”
“Yeah.”
He takes in a deep breath and slowly exhales it, as thoughts swirled his mind of everything. You from a different world, Meo-Soon not being who she says she is. It was a lot.
“And we are book characters?”
You awkwardly laugh, “Yeaahhhh, you guys are.”
“So you’ve seen the future of everything?”
“Yes.”
He hums in thought for a moment. “Wow, this is… a lot. I never expected that to come out of your mouth.”
A laugh escapes your lips once more, “Yeah, I knew it would be too hard to believe. But Jimin, I can’t sit here and say that I don’t have feelings for you.”
“Ever since you consoled me in the gardens after Taehyung berated me, I always kept thinking back to that time and it’s something I can’t fake it. But it’s unfair to you.” you whisper, touching his face softly, “There are two others yet, it feels like i’m playing each and every one of you. I don’t want you to question your worth or anything.”
He smiles cheekily and places his hand onto of yours that was grazing his face. “Yeah, that’s not something I think. If anything, it’s going to make me fight more.”
You laugh and stand up from the bed, “I am going to tell the rest of the guys about who I really am. There is much more, but Seung-Cheol also said to wait until everyone was present.”
Jimin laughs and stands up as well. He felt much lighter now hearing that you held feelings for him and that maybe his efforts weren’t wasted.
He left soon after that, and you decided to just sit in your room in deep thought. You didn’t know how the rest of the guys were going to take it, and that more than anything scared you.
As your eyes were wandering around the room, you noticed one of the dressers drawers that was slightly ajar. Weird, you don’t ever recall leaving it open.
You stood up and walked toward it. As you opened it, you noticed a very worn down paper that was folded in half. It was stuffed in the corner, as if hiding from the eyes of the people.
It made you a little uneasy, you don’t remember ever seeing this paper in the drawer. You looked through all of these, how did a paper suddenly appear?
But then you realized that you did come across a necklace of your real mother in the garden, which still has you wondering how it even ended up here.
You picked up the letter and unfolded it. There were many words written and as you continued to read, your whole body shook with anger and sadness. Every word felt like a jab, like a knife twisting in your stomach.
Stuffing the letter in your bra, you immediately paced the room. Could the old Lady Lim have left it for you to find? It was her hand writing, in fact her name was signed on the bottom!
You knew you had to show the others, now or never.
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Later that evening, a meeting was called. Namjoon, Jin, Yoongi, Hobi, Jungkook, Taehyung, Jimin, Seung-Cheol, and you.
They rather keep it private as of right now, so Taehyung only brought them in. Everyone sat around the table, looking at you and waiting for anything to be said.
You just sat at the head of the table, biting the bottom of your lip as your hands squeezed together. Your breathing was uneven as you tried your best to calm your nerves. Seung-Cheol, Taehyung, and Jimin took it well, but that’s not to say the rest of the guys will.
“So, what did you want to tell us?” Jin asked as he leaned forward. His brown eyes bore into yours and it made you even more nervous.
Taking in a deep breath, you spoke, “I have something to tell you guys and you might not believe me or might think I’m crazy.”
Hobi gasped dramatically as did Jungkook. That almost made you chuckle, but the pressure you’re facing was too much to allow any laughter from you.
Everyone still remained silent so you could continue. So you did. You told them everything - how you’re not from this world, how you’re a 21 year old college student in debt, how Lady Lim met you in your dreams and transported you here. Every little bit.
After you were finished, the guys who didn’t know just froze in their spots as your words settled in the air. Out of all the things said, they didn’t expect you to even say that.
You saw Yoongi sit back with a long sigh, “Well, that answers everything.”
Your eyebrow rose, “You’re not gonna question me further?”
He snorts at that, “Probably about future events, but what you just said makes perfect sense. I’ve always had a feeling ever since I first met you that something was different. You predicting Jimin’s death confirmed that for me.”
Yeah, that should’ve been obvious from the start you thought. Honestly, if the war wasn’t getting closer each day, you wouldn’t have said a thing and instead would’ve kept quiet about everything.
But everyone in this room? You were starting to care for them.
“So, Lady Lim is actually dead?” Jungkook asked, eyes wide in disbelief.
You nodded your head, “Yes. She was accused of betraying her country and was tried two days after the war ended, then killed.”
Silence hung in the air for a moment before Hobi spoke up, “Who killed her?”
Your throat started to feel sore and tight. The memory of her death and the guilt in the present Taehyung’s eyes made you feel sad. No one in this room deserved what they were handed.
“Taehyung killed her.”
Everyone looked to the prince who just looked at his hands in shame. Even though the event hasn’t happened yet, he still has anger and remorse for his actions. In actuality, it did happen, and he was foolish to even allow that to occur. He was a coward to kill her.
“Who else dies?” Namjoon questions.
“Seung-Cheol, Jimin, and Lady Lim. That’s all the story explained.”
Everyone still remained silent and were still in heavy shock of it all. The part that shocked them even more was that you were calm. So calm about everything.
“When I woke up as lady Lim, my only thought was to keep quiet, end the engagement, and live far away from everyone. But then, I started to care for you guys and it just made it so hard,” a tear slipped from your eyes, “You all deserve a good, happy ending. Even Lady Lim deserved hers.”
You pause for a moment as your voice became chalky, “I found out the truth about Lady Lim. Everything, how she was set up, the night she found out who was behind it all, and who tried to murder her.”
The guys pause and Taehyung suddenly looked up from his hands. His eyes were wide and red, body was shaking in anger.
“She found out who did it?”
A sigh left your mouth as you dug in your bra to retrieve the letter you found earlier. Gently, you unfolded it and presented it to the group.
“Lady Lim had a feeling she was being watched. She expressed it deeply in the letter. She hired someone to investigate further and found documents of history of payments to the Southern region. Someone else found out and tried to silence her. When it failed, a palace maid was ordered to frame her, once it was successful, Lady Lim was killed.”
Guilt settled in all the men’s chest except for Seung-Cheol. Obviously he was the one to believe in her and protect her, so he felt nothing but sadness.
However, the rest felt guilty and anger. She died thinking she was alone, thinking she was hated by everyone, and loved by none. Their harsh treatment towards her l that they thought were called for at the time, seems so disgusting now.
“Who was the maid that framed her?” Jin asked, voice a bit shaky.
You took a deep breath in, “Meo-Soon.”
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It feels rather strange. During the course of two weeks, I felt eyes on me. It wasn’t eyes from someone I know, and they watched my every move. I tried bringing it up to Taehyung, however he refused to listen and walked away from me.
It did hurt quite a lot, but I shall try and not hold it against him. Maybe he has too much on his plate? There were other times I tried bringing it up to the guys, but they all never listened. It hurt me a lot that me being scared didn’t alarm them.
That night, I hired someone to investigate for me. Mia suggested I do so since none of the guys would listen. I am rather thankful that I did because I found out someone has been out to get me. The investigator also found out payment documents of everything and all of my suspicions were answered.
Meo-Soon was the daughter of Hwang Gi-Hun, the man who owned many banks on the Southern region. There was something always off about her. I knew it since the first time she insulted me in private. There were many times she pushed me, yet started a rumor that I did it to her. Everything that I did? was all a set up.
I know this now after finding out that her and her father were trying to take me out of the picture so that she could reign next to Taehyung.
After finding those out, I still remember this night clearly. It haunts me and will do so forever. I tried sleeping that night, but felt like sudden danger was approaching.
Suddenly, my window was blown opened and a figure stepped in. I knew what he was there for, and all I remember was fighting back while screaming. Thankfully I was saved in time, but the whole events rattled me. I almost lost my life.
The day after, I told the guys what happened. But why did they not believe me? Why is it that everytime Meo-Soon approaches, they have life fill their eyes with love and care. I tried telling them, but they silenced me everytime.
Was I truly alone? Did none of them care that I almost died? What did I do to deserve this?
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Your heart broke again after you finished reading the letter, hands tightly holding onto the paper as you felt your body shake in anger.
A part of you tried to reason with yourself that the guys don’t act like this now, but you couldn’t help but feel anger about how they use to act towards the old Lady Lim. She died alone and afraid, while the others didn’t do much to stop it.
The guys in question didn’t know what to do or say. They were thinking nothing but guilt and sadness. How truly horrible were they to ignore Lady Lim who was afraid for her life? They recalled back to those moments she tried telling them, but they waved her off.
“She was never the villain. All she wanted was love.” you whisper, “I’m trying everything I can to not place the blame on you guys. But it’s so hard after reading this letter. She was alone.”
Hobi cleared his throat, trying to prevent himself from crying, “Meo-Soon actually set her up? Her father was the sole reason for that as well?”
Seung-Cheol in that moment spoke up, “I was talking to one of my officials and had him conduct a background check on Hwang Gi-Hun. Turns out, he is from the Southern region and owns many banks there. His wife died during labor and his daughter isn’t on record, it was as if he kept her in the dark.”
Taehyung was angry and horrified. The fact that while he chose someone who was truly evil this whole time, his fiance was slowly withering away. He did nothing and always ignored her.
Was he truly the villain of this story?
“You said we are story characters, how come you never told us about any of this? Meo-Soon setting you up and all of that?” Jungkook asked.
“Because if I did, would you guys even believe me?” you scoffed, “You all hated Lady Lim, so whatever I said you all would’ve thought it was out of jealousy. Besides, the book never stated anything about Meo-Soons background, this letter was news to me too.”
Yoongi slammed his fist on the table and it shocked you. He was usually reserved and quiet, he never once did any of this.
“We need to find that document before Meo-Soon or her father does. War is coming soon and in order to prevent Lady Lim’s death, we need that paper.”
Jimin nodded his head, “I agree. It’s time to right our wrongs and deliver justice to Lady Lim.”
That’s when it hit you. When you first met her in your dreams before coming here, she asked for justice to be delivered. At first, you thought it was to prevent her death, but now you’re starting to uncover more of the truth.
All of that made you wonder, why did the author leave these details out? Was there something more that you didn’t know?
“I’ll contact one of my father’s men to dig through the Hwang household,” Taehyung states, “In the mean time, why shall we do with Meo-Soon?”
“Nothing,” you say, “It’ll only cause suspicion and her father will act faster.”
Jin shakes his head, “No, that can’t be the only way. She can’t be roaming around this palace. We don’t know when she would frame you, she needs to be locked up.”
“I understand this is out of anger,” you say to Jin, “But let’s this rationally, by doing so everyone will think I did it out of jealousy. More rumors will spread and if her father finds out? He will fake payment documents and frame me even more faster.”
Jin remains silent as his lips trembled, “She needs to pay for this. While she’s playing in our faces, she was secretly behind all of this bloodshed? Jimin almost died because of her father, Seung-Cheol died in the war, and you,” he points to you, “You died alone and afraid. I can’t have that again.”
His eyes held sadness and revenge and it startled you as you never once seen Jin act like this. Out of all the guys, Namjoon and Jin were the ones you weren’t quite the closest with, but they were the ones that were currently the angriest out of everyone.
“I agree with Y/N,” Seung-Cheol says, “We are basing this off of emotion, we must think this through. We will have someone watch over Meo-Soon and make sure she doesn’t do anything. Meanwhile, Taehyung and I will gather some people to find those papers.” He then turns to you, “In the meantime, you need to stay low. He is after you it seems and he won’t stop until his daughter is crowned with Taehyung.”
You smiled at him as he agreed with you, it made your heart soar. Everything about him made you warm and happy, and you really needed that after reading the letter.
Taehyung stands up and walks towards you and before you could question him, he gives you a tight hug. His hands wrapped around your waist as he pulled you into him, his breath fanning your neck as he held tighter, like if he let go you would leave him forever.
Suddenly, you felt tears fall onto your neck and his body shook a little.
After a little, he looks into your eyes without releasing you, “I will fight until my last breath to make sure you have your happy ending. Y/N, I will never let you get hurt.”
