🎼 Canyon Moon by Harry Styles🎼

(Six months later)

"My dearest people of Auralia," I spoke into the microphone. I paused to clear my throat. "I am sure you have all had a rough year. I'm here to explain what happened."

The crowd was dead silent, despite having been cheering merely minutes before.

I sighed. "To begin, I apologize for my disappearance. I, out of everyone, knew how my father would act. I kept it hidden, partially because it hadn't even hit me yet, that he was abusive verbally, emotionally, and physically. I-I met Min Yoongi, or, as many of you know him as, Prisoner 134340. I went on a normal task of checking in on a prisoner, and met him. He was different. Now, I'm not here to bore you with my love story. That, my dear citizens of Auralia, is for another time. I fell in love. Hard. So, when I thought he was executed, I went, and pardon my French, but I went bat-shit crazy."

Members of the crowd chuckled slightly before going silent once more.

"Long story short, Yoongi wasn't the one executed, and he, along with my dear friends, helped me escape the hell hole of this palace, where my father resided. This, of course, took place after I was raped at my father's will."

Many people gasped loudly, and the crowd started to talk amongst themselves. I let them get some of the initial shock out before hushing them.

"We fled town, and stayed at this very kind woman's house. One day, m-my father found me. H-He threatened me, and Yoongi. So, when he attacked me with a knife, I ended up killing him instead. T-The King is dead. He has been for close to seven months." I took in a deep breath, the shocked faces in the crowd making me feel breathless. "I-It was an accident, or, well, it wasn't, but I also was in a sort of daze. My rage built up and exploded."

Yoongi squeezed my hand, making me sigh again. "I took the time needed to recover. I need to be better for you all. I, as the new King, hope to resotre Auralia to its former glory! But, this will only happen if you all agree to allow me be King. I understand, given everything, if you do not trust me anymore."

The crowd whispered, making my knees weak. What would I do if they didn't accept me?

Yoongi kissed my cheek gently as I gave the crowd the chance to talk out the shock of the situation. "You'll make a great King, my love."

I sighed and nodded. "I hope so." I admitted softly.

The crowd began to settle down, making me face them once more, only for tears to well up in my eyes at the sight of hundreds of signs being held up from the crowd.

"You all are seriously incredible," I spoke into the microphone, unable to control the tears and the smile on my face as I continued to scan the crowd.

King Hoseok- we love you.

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