I followed Seokjin through the empty hallway. 

      'Who is it that wants to talk to me?' I asked Seokjin, trying to get a clue about the person that wanted to talk to me.

      'I don't know' Seokjin admitted, 'but the king told me to get you to this room because there was someone. ' he stopped walking and pointed at the door.

     'hmm I will leave you to it.' he said still with a hint of worry.

I opened the door carefully, I had no idea who I would be face to face to in a moment.

And to my surprise I was faced with the King. Initially that made me feel more at ease, during my walk here I was afraid that perhaps mother or father had come to cause more drama. However, that easiness soon disappeared as I saw the severity in the kings face, plus the fact that the king hadn't told Seokjin that he was meeting me was very suspicious. I was sure that something wasn't right.

     'Your highness' I greeted him while bowing.

As I looked up again I saw the king staring at me, it was an intense stare, one that made me feel uncomfortable as time passed but he didn't say anything.

     'You wanted to talk to me?'

He cleared his throat before stating the thing, the thing why I was here in this room

    'You need to break up with my son.'

I might have expected it was something bad that he wanted to say, but I guess I hadn't expected it to be his bad . I thought perhaps it was about my dad or my mom, and perhaps I needed to make a statement of some sorts.

It wasn't

It was the worst thing he could ask for.

I also didn't understand, after everything that had happened.

     'I- I thought you had accepted me being here?' I uttered out as I was stumped. 

The king shook his head

       'I tried to, I wasn't happy about it but to keep my wife happy I acted like I did. but with this information on your family coming out? A mother who is an alcoholic and a father who is openly rallying against the monarchy? This all adds up to the disaster that you are bringing into Jungkook's life.'

ouch, those words were very harsh. It took me a moment to regain myself, but I also knew that this time I wouldn't let him walk all over me. Not like at the previous ball.

     'but what my parents do has nothing to do with me, they haven't been a part of my life in years.'

The king was taken aback by the fact I spoke back to him. That I defended myself.

     'plus I love your son and he loves me.' I added

It was the truth, I did love Jungkook more than anything.

The king looked down, as if he really didn't want to say anything anymore, but soon his gaze was directed back to me

      'He might love you above all else now, but it won't be long until the media and thus the people will turn against him as well. It will be all because of you, and he will start to resent you for it.'

This time the tears started to form in my eyes, because this was actually one of my fears. One of my insecurities ever since my mothers disastrous interview. The fact the media came for me was bad enough but what would happen if Jungkook stayed by my side and they went after him?

What if his love for me would cause him to be despised by his own people?

I didn't know what to reply to the king, I felt myself shrink at the spot, my confidence diminished. The king on the other hand seemed to regain his confidence and continued

      'If you truly love him, as you say you do then let him go.' 

He said it in such a stern way. Without anything else, or without waiting for me to say something he walked pass me towards the door. Before he opened it he stopped one last time to address me

      'You better do as I say and break up with him and if you tell anyone about this little conversation, I will make you regret it. I will go after all the things you care for whether it's your university enrollment or Mr Moon or that other agent that was here, mr Kim? You know I can get to anyone. Do you understand?'

I stared ahead numb  

     'Do you understand?' he repeated.

     'I do' I let out with a trembling voice.

I heard the sound of the door opening and closing and I finally felt as if I could catch a breath. And soon something wet covered my cheeks. I guess I was so out of it that I didn't notice I was crying. 

"if you truly love him"

Those were the words that hurt, it suggested a doubt in the love I felt for Jungkook. The longer I stood here, completely buried in my thoughts, the more I felt the King was right.

The damage I had caused to the family, to Jungkook. It was too much.

and if I think about it honestly, the fact that Jungkook is a prince is the reason I go through this public hate as well. if I was a nobody as I was before it didn't matter. hell it hadn't mattered my mum was a drunk and my dad was whoever the fuck he was, it didn't matter because I was a nobody. now every aspect, every little detail of my life the media could get their hands on was put out on display.

I couldn't deal with that either.

And especially because now it was crystal clear that I wasn't only facing attacks on my relationship from the outside, it was also from the inside.

Jimin's words echoed through my mind, those that had been so reassuring not even an hour ago. 

"the king and queen are also on your side"

but as it turned out they weren't, or at least the king wasn't.

Was I going to stay here and be in this relationship even though it would eventually destroy both me and Jungkook in the process? And what would the king do if I stayed with Jungkook, would he truly go after me, Mr Moon or Taehyung? 

What do I do?

I, almost fifteen minutes later, left the room as well with wobbly legs.

On the end of the hallway in the direction of the ballroom I saw Seokjin's back. as if he was waiting for me to return. I slowly moved towards him.

He soon noticed my presence and turned around, I was already in close proximity.

      'So who was it?, I didn't see anyone passing here?' Seokjin asked confused

The fact that the king even went through the other way to hide this from seokjin made it all even more horrible.

     'Are you okay y/n?' he then asked worried as I didn't answer.

     'Seokjin, can you tell Jungkook I went to bed because I don't feel well? and tell him he should stay and let me get some sleep.'

Seokjin looked at me suspiciously

       'I don't know what's going on y/n. Who did you talk to? what did they say?'

I shook my head, I tried so hard to hold back my tears as well. I didn't want him to think that something was wrong and alert Jungkook.

He laid his hand on my shoulder,

       'Okay don't worry y/n, I'll let them know you're not feeling well. Take your rest alright? You can always talk to me if you want to, you know that right?'

There was a lump in my throat. Seokjin was so supportive and if he could read my mind and know what happened a few minutes ago, who made me this upset, I wonder what he would do.

       'Thank you Seokjin. but I think I'll need some time by myself.'

       'That's quite alright y/n. Go to Jungkook's chambers and take your time.'

        'I will.'

and with that I headed for the stairs to go to Jungkook's room but the question kept occupying my mind

What do I do? 

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Authors note: So what would you do if you were y/n? :(