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"ahh! Too tight!" yong-mi winced as her mother tied her otgoreum, a little too firmly.

"oh really? I am so sorry dear." Her mother stepped back after untying and gently re-doing the ribbon , examining her daughter.

Her daughter was looking like a true queen while dolled up in the royal norigae.

She sighed as she felt defeated.

"come on, it is time.

"All hail down! As for the Royal couple has arrived!"

Drums rolled and trumpets blew up. Every one bowed down on their knees, some looking respectfully towards the ground and some people gasping at the charismatic beauty of their newly wedded king and queen.

"Smile Yong-mi " Kim Taehyung, the new crowned king, the handsome man, with the most beautiful features and a sturdy posture, adorned with a headpiece attached to the man-bun over the top of his head, his remaining long, pitch black hairs falling perfectly over his wide shoulders. His lips were curved slightly into a small but prideful smile, Imported and expensive Golden and purple gwanbok adding richness to his aura, whispered to his one and only, soon-to-be bride and Queen, Kim Yong-mi. A pure white beautiful female, with her hairs tied perfectly in a bun. Her red and golden norigae had a deep cut, which made her sharp neck-area come in view, and utterly uncomfortable. Her attire included an expensively embroidered white sash with significant symbols or flowers. Her aura held a soft shine, helping her look not less than a goddess. Her headpiece was shining with rich and rare sapphires. Every little detail of hers truly signified who she was –

The Queen Consort.

Her fingers tightly clutched together, her face all flushed. No expression and nothing.

After hearing her groom, she too smiled shyly. Her mind was still processing.

It has only been a week since the session of a prolong war, had come to an end, with the win of their very own kingdom, Goguryeo, and the death of the old king.

And in such a short period, Yong-mi's life has come to a downhill.

Her father has been martyred for the kingdom, in the war but His body was never to be found. Yong-mi regretted for not trying to give her father even a proper burial. But what she regretted the most was for getting caught late at a night at the war place, for she wanted to find her beloved dead father's body.

In Goguryeo, Females were forbidden to visit such places, and were punished for the crime. Yong-mi was too one of the criminals, she too was made to face the king for her execution.

But the question was who will execute her, when there was no king?

All the eyes went on Kim Taehyung. After the late king, he was the one and only, eldest and capable, of all the sons of the Kim reign. He helped his father till death to win the war. He was also well-liked by the people and further ministers of Goguryeo as he was called the considerate flower boy.

So, without any delay, He was soon crowned as the king and the execution was to be done after the very next day of his succession.

But he had some other plans.

He visited the old prisons, to extend some help for his own good.

Honestly, Yong-mi had caught his eyes. Ever since, He first saw her in the assembly, the day when she was caught and sent to the palace for execution, he didn't know why but he wasn't able to help but keep looking at the unknown beauty.

His mind fazed again and he couldn't think of anything but picturing her under him, being a sensitive mess. Moaning and clenching her tight walls around his length just like it is the only thing she knew. Face twisted with pleasure while he pounded deep inside her, saliva coating her cherry-like lips, sweat beads covering their body, kissing her and milking her with all his pent-up seeds inside her fertile womb , impregnating her, making her carry his heir.

He kept watching her, the small figure with fair skin and gentle features making her look not more than eighteen. His mind flashed with a thought-

'He wanted to marry her.'

No ifs and no buts.

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"If you accept it, I may help you to get out of here." He bent down and used his index finger to gently move her small face towards him. He looked at her, smirking that his decision won't be a waste if he married such an angel.

She was frozen, her face held a terrified but questioning look.

"wh-why do you want to marry me, my majesty?" she timidly whimpered, innocence perfectly lacing her voice.

"Think yourself. Why would I?" the male answered with a question, he licked his lips as they dry out while begging to taste hers. He does not hesitate and plants his lips on her. He felt victorious for he was right; her lips were truly like honey.

He detached his lips, not feeling good as Yong-mi never kissed back. He locked his eyes with hers; water has already welled up at the corner of her eyes.

"people says you are the flower-"

"don't you know some flowers have thorns too? Just for your information, I am one of those flowers." Taehyung whispered, his breath hitting her neck.

"pe-please leave me." Yong-mi hiccupped as she felt ashamed and degraded.

He used his thumb to wipe the tears off her eyes.

"you are an ugly-cry , ok, I will send you back at your home. Think of my offer. If you accept it, it is good enough for you. And if not then start counting your days. And yes, I will give you, not more than a week for you to make the decision. Okay?" he stood up and looked over at the chief behind him, who too heard the king clearly.

"Do as what I have said." The king stepped out of the prison as all the other guards bowed down.

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"Yong-mi-ahh! What is there to think!? The king has himself proposed you for marriage; it is nothing more than a blessing!" Yong-mi's mother lectured her hesitant daughter.

"the king is marrying me after lust not love mother." Yong-mi argued.

"everyone thinks like that once before marriage. I bet you will be a beautiful pair in future."

"no mother! I don't want to marry the king, it doesn't seem right. Why will a king marry a poor military soldier's daughter? We are nothing compared to him, he-"

"Then what do you want?! You want to get killed?! Think of what he said! 'start counting your days' do you think he was joking?!" Yong-mi's mother was persistent.

"there is no difference, whether to be killed by the king or marrying that king!" Yong-mi shouted back, her mother's anger boiled as she deposited a tight slap.

"oh! Aunt, Please don't do this." Baek Jaehee, Yong-mi's cousin came from behind and shielded her from the fuming mother.

"if you want! Then ok! I will marry the king!" Yong-mi bursted and went inside her room, wiping her tears.

"Congratulations! I announce you both as the blessed husband and wife, and the new respected king and queen of this kingdom!" royal music played and people danced on their spots. People were happy as the kingdom was again and already, replenished and blessed.

But Yong-mi wasn't happy, her wedding wasn't the one she always dreamt about, it was rather rushed. No one from her family except her mother and cousin attended the ceremony. She was only met with the unknown faces, mostly covered with the glamour of their royal stature.

"god be always with you and help you! I am so happy for you Yong-mi-ahh, I really am!" Yong-mi's mother kissed her daughter's temple and bid her the last goodbye.

"aeoraboni? you will regularly come to see me right?" Yong-mi moved to his cousin, for her, he was her shield who protected her from all the evils, he was just like her own brother.

"I will make sure of it. Now don't cry and live as the queen you always dreamt of." Jaehee hugged his sister while she sobbed in his chest.

"let's go Yong-mi, it is time we need to head for the public parade." Taehyung held Yong-mi's wrist and gently removed her from jaehee's embrace. He was boiling, how come a man with a petty excuse of being her cousin even touch his bride?

Yong-mi lastly looked at her family and then followed the king.

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"you must be pretty tired, my queen." Taehyung said as yong-mi poured him a glass of alcohol that was decorated over the table.

"I am fine, ma-majesty." She tried to smile and mentally scolded herself for stuttering.

"you are 19 right?" taehyung asked as he reminded what he was told when he asked to dig some research over her.

"yes" taehyung stood up and re-settled himself beside of yong-mi. she tried to move away but he was already pinning her over the royal mattress.

"maj-majesty?" she whimpered as the grip over her arms was too tight.

"ahh- has anyone ever touched you like this, my queen?" taehyung's hand worked up towards yong-mi's breast. She tried to force away his touch but he was just too strong.

"please, my majesty! Le-leave me!" she started screaming once she felt him trying to get rid off her clothes, her breasts felt cold as they were on-display for him.

"ah my queen is still a cupped flower, I guess?" his voice became huskier and his eyes adapted a shade of pitch black, he licked his lips.

y/n was crying now, she didn't felt like the stories and fantasies, her friends discussed about. She wasn't pleasured, she was being hurt. Her arms felt blue and her tears were already dripping one by one.

"leave me! P-please it hu-hurts!" taehyung never heard her crying as he again pressed his lips on hers.

"kiss me back!" taehyung commanded but as always his command was refused. "I SAID KISS ME BACK-" he opened his eyes and realized what he was doing.

His eyes widened over the dishelved state of his own wife, he now realized how hard his grip was, as blue mark covered her arms.

"oh no-" taehyung got up from her and as soon as he did, yong-mi was quick enough to grab the discarded piece of her clothing and cover herself. She was creeped out of her life, she never expected this, she moved and moved back from the king, until her back met the cold corner of the room. She hid her face with her bruised arms, ready but not so ready to tackle the aggressive and rough king.

"i- I" taehyung stuttered he was surprised. He never felt this guilty before. He have fucked and fucked his all life with the concubines, but never the thought of being guilty, hit him this bad, like it did now. He moved forward but his wife was so scared that she tried to move back more inside the wall.

"you should have goddamn kissed back to me!!" taehyung felt more guilty but still raised his voice that made yong-mi flinched even more. He moved forward and harshly grabbed her by the jaw. "why didn't you!?"

"I will never do that!" yong-mi gained the every bit of confidence and spoke up for herself.

"oh why so dear queen!?"

"just remember, you can have my body but not me. I will never love you." Yong-mi said as that was it, she was done. She had no power to fight or what-so-ever.

She collapsed on the ground, her world was rolling like dice. She felt like her life, it was a mess. she thought this could only be solved if it stops at the number 1 or 6.

1 for the king.

6 for death.

"what happened? Yong-mi?!" while taehyung was suddenly in a panic mode. He crouched down, yong-mi's breathing was really fast.

"what happened, my maje- QUEEN CONSORT!? OH MY!? SOMEONE CALL FOR THE ROYAL DOCTOR!" the court lady had heard the unision and came inside thinking if the king needed something, but was horrified to see her queen naked and bruised, she ran for the royal doctor herself.

Meanwhile yong-mi was having a huge fight over her mind, she was still portraying a scene of the dice being thrown and she waited for it to stop, and it stopped.

"6"she loudly mumbled before completely passing out.