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[PART 4] S A N ⇲ royal series au
RECAP: san is king of eden, you’re queen of elos under one nation along side 7 other lone kings. the tension between you, san, and mingi get sizzled down when another king comes to aurora for a formal dinner. topics arise and san’s true colors begin to reflect in your eyes.
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Dropped now in studded gold, a formal dinner at hand, you made your descent down the long staircase of Mingi’s family home. You were lead by his handmaidens where you eventually find two of the men you had been playing with for the past day and night. Except a new guest on scene appears with a broad smile on his face.
They stood up upon your astounding arrival bowing and all commenting on the beauty you hold— foretold by honor of course. Can’t say that it’s not partly true though. The new guest paced himself towards you with a long bow before taking your hand and leaving a kiss on the back of it. Giggling playfully, you wave him off as he stood back prompt.
“As a neighboring Kingdom, I felt it deemed necessary to join you for dinner this evening. I hope you don’t mind, your highness.”
He holds your hand high and your own lifts layers of your dress to join the company at the table.
“King Kang, please keep the formalities for the crowd.” Chin up high, you set your silverware. “How is sweet Salem? I’d love to visit before I leave for Serene.”
“No need. With all this wishy washy treaties from far off kingdoms trying to marry me off, I find it harder and harder each day.” He sighs, the elegance just oozing off his Kingliness so diligently. “Won’t you marry me instead?”
“You know as well as I, Seonghwa and Hongjoong would never approve.”
“It’s because they still believe I’m sleeping around.”
“And are you?”
“He is.” San and Mingi mused helping the hands set the table.
Defeatedly, Yeosang mutters too, “I am.”
“Of course you are.”
You forget how tall Mingi’s genetics run in his family. His table basically was made for giants. And based on size, you were as good as an elf around him and his things.
“All jokes aside, this talk about marriage is making me curious.” Yeosang starts after you all mass great your meals. “Have you met any suitors as of late, y/n? It’ll be easier for you as someone with little experience and your kingdom now vulnerable.”
“There’s an idea.” Mingi reminds you of your conversation only hours ago.
San seems eerily quiet beside him, your eyes only glancing from time to time to the fierce eyed King.
“Seonghwa has lined up many Kingsman across counties, Hongjoong across nations— worried about how things might end up if I take too long finding a husband.” You say after formerly swallowing you food down.
“Those two.” Yeosang chuckles while sipping on aged wine. “Always a demanding duo. I deject the idea of them setting you up in blind arrangements. You should find a man you feel suited for yourself.”
“I need to focus on the coronation coming up.” you ease out of topic, wiping the remnants left by your lips. “As much as I fancy a husband at a time like this, I would like to be crowned first.”
“Your coronation could serve for two purposes, you know.”
You eye Yeosang in an incredulous manner. “And what other purpose would that be of?”
As someone who lacked relationship within the 8 kingdoms, San felt out of place. For an observant person like yourself, it was hard not to notice. San sulks in his chair under a feeling of harsh criticism, disappointment. It made him anxious. And it left him shy and outwitted.
“San, you should come.” The other kings glance from the juxtaposition a little shocked per se.
All but San who chokes rubbing at his mouth with a cloth napkin. “To settle with the heated hearts of the other Kings, I’m sure they wouldn’t find me being involved too heart warming.”
“Don’t be silly.” Mingi juts in bravely and halfhearted. “Seonghwa has a soft spot for you. They won’t mind it.”
You see San sulk in his chair and you notice. You actually felt sorry for him. With the things going on, the obvious uncertainties you all have regarding Eden’s pride and joy, you shouldn’t feel sorry for him but you do. Like you somehow just want to curl him up in a ball and hug him until a smile breaks out.
You decide to change pace of the conversation by asking, “San have you thought of finding a wife? I mean, with your booming Kingdom it just seems forthwith.”
He glances up at you now, raising an eyebrow over his hooded eyes. “A wife?”
The pace and direction you take under your own terms catches the table by surprise. The noble men stare at you with bubbled curiosity and reading expressions.
“I’ve always ever had my sister.” San adds a little muffled while glancing at the eyes in the room. “I never really thought necessary for another woman in my life.”
“My coronation will have many fine suitors for you.” You implement with little hesitation at all. “You should come. Maybe a woman could do you a little good..”
“That’s an idea.” Mingi’s eyes side-sweeps towards Yeosang who takes note of the invitation you share.
“It would be.. I’m afraid—“
“You’re afraid of?” You don’t wait for the normally jutted King to wonder over your thoughts. “King San, I assure you my coronation is by all means very peaceful. And if it’s judgement you’re afraid of, I’ll take care of the matter in my own hands. So will you come?”
San glares but in a light fashion. He doesn’t understand why you’re being so polite and forward about him attending your ball. In fact, deep down he assumes it to be a ruse in the making. But he knows well of what he’s capable. And saying no to a Queen of your daintiness was definitely something he was not capable of.
“I’ll try my best, princess.”
“I wish I can join you back to Serene, your highness.”
Mingi was to see you off, Yeosang long gone by the time you packed ready to go. San on the other hand was readying his troops and soothing his black stallions for the shorter commute home. You turn back to face Mingi who seemed now in distress that you were leaving so soon. You lift your lace veil off your face and lean forward on tip toes to kiss him goodbye.
He sighs with his hands on yours. “I really do dread watching you leave sometimes.”
“I visit often.” you chuckle tightening your grasp. “We’ll see each other in 9 days. It’s not too long now is it?”
“For me, it may be.”
“Don’t be silly.” you smile at him as he nods off an officer who whispers in his ear.
His fingers are rubbing at his temples, visibly irritant from the secretive request he’s been told. Your lips now frown finding it hard to watch him leave too.
“I’m afraid I’m being beckoned by the Grand Duke.” He whispers while leaning against your ear. He pulls you in a strong embrace before reluctantly leaving you first. “Please do be careful on your journey back. I will try to attend your Kingdom sooner than 9 days promised.”
“Rest.” You tell him honestly. “Thank you for everything, Mingi. Truly.”
He’s beckoned once more before he stands by his men to revel a bow before you and San. You wave him off as he makes his way back up the castle steps, his heart clearly telling him not to turn around. King Mingi was a romanticist. It ran in his blood.
“Unfortunately this will be my goodbye as well.”
You whip around upon pulling your veil back over your face. San’s now, hat over his curly night colored hair, eyes staring at you and only a mask to cover his lips. He bows a whole 90 degree angle before waiting for your words of honor.
“You will attend my ceremony..” You remind him with your eyes stern into San’s demonic eyes. “.. Right?”
He blinks at you once. “I will try my best, princess, but I can’t make any promises.”
You smile to yourself bowing your head in conspicuous respect. “I’m sorry you didn’t get to kill me through our time together. Despite the fact, I felt welcoming relief having spent some time with you anyway so thank you for that.”
You can tell the corners of his lips nudged just by how far his dimples caved in. You feel softly lost in his eyes by it being the only thing visible behind his mask.
“And I’m sorry I didn’t give you the chance to cut off my—“
“Okay San.” You cringe. “I get it. Thank you.”
“It was nice getting to know you Princess. I’ll see you in a couple days.”
“So you are attending my coronation.” You call after him as he cooly jumps on his horse.
“I mean,” he stops for a second when his horse neighs at the pull of it’s lead. “If I’m requested by a beautiful woman, it’s hard for me to say no.”
You roll your eyes. “9 days, San. Don’t forget.”
The carriages start moving but San holds back just to get one more look at you under the rising moon.
“I’ll try not to.”
Call it anxiousness.
Or maybe it was the moon talking.
But you’re somehow weighted more when San leaves than just minutes earlier when Mingi did.
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the happiest happiest of birthdays to my favorite song!!! it may seem a bit crazy that u have become so dear to me in so short amount of time, but when i think about who u are i am not surprised at all 💞 thank you for being your sweet silly talented (and a thousand more adjectives) self and sharing it with atiny!!! i hope u have the loveliest day doing things u love with people u love 💞💞 happy birthday again angel!!!!! 💞💞💞
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idk why im writing this post but i feel like clarifying smthg cause this is social media and we keep throwing words around but. parasocial relationships are completely normal. human beings need to socialize, and seeing someone thru a screen that we like/who portrays characters we like can result in wanting to socialize with them, therefore creating a sort of one-way bond. thats just a normal reaction. thats why even if we dont know them we can feel real, various feelings towards actors/musicians/whatever.
whats unhealthy is stan culture, aka when u get so obsessed with a celebrity that u 1) forget u dont actually know them 2) are incapable of being critical of them 3) or on the contrary if u analyze every little public thing they do and draw out radical conclusions. social media adds another layer, given how easy it is to contact some celebrities directly : now. wanting to contact/meet a celebrity is not inherently unhealthy but holding expectations for them is. they dont know you, theyre just Someone. like theyre just. a person. theyre not the version of them that you have in your head, theyre a stranger. a celeb being friendly with their fans doesn’t make them your friend. people just gotta learn basic boundaries lmao like? dont do or say shit to a celeb that u wouldnt do or say to a complete stranger in the street. its as simple as that.
so with that being said : admiring a celeb, feeling inspired by them and/or being attracted to them doesnt make u a weird or creepy person. its normal. just learn to take some distance with it and keep in mind that They’re Just A Person
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