The Devil Judge ? || (ONE-SHOTS)

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1800'
🔹️Realm of Kings 🔹️
City Of Eagles/Village of the Nathingale.

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🔸️Kim Ga On🔸️

I got up the next day to a darkened sky of grey clouds

Under the scent of burnt oak wood, bathed in the gentle warmth, the heat of a burning fireplace. A blackened firepit of massive stones.

I could hear the sound of it. The crackling of wood nearby.

I blinked as I looked around at the lack of light in the room, the ancient oil lamps hanging on the walls.
I parted my lips, then squinted my eyes, trying to collect my memories and put my thoughts in order.

The previous events came crashing down on me, making me grit my teeth at the idea that Jagger had put his hands on my body, with no kind of permission.

I sat up slowly, scanning the room with a confused and suspicious expression; soon stifling a cry when I saw more shapes lying on the bed next to mine.
There were at least thirteen beds in the half-light.

It looked like a modest, haughty room: from the shelves, the lacquered cabinets to the single, cream-colored, bed I was sitting on.
I lowered my gaze to my clothes, lifting the sleeve of my linen shirt toward the dim light.

Who had changed my clothes?

I examined the thin material of my pants. There was no sign of my working clothes or even my shoes.

-Hi... -

Fuck!

I jumped up on the spot, quickly glancing at the silhouette in the shadows from which the voice originated.
A young boy like me stepped forward, coming to sit on my bed.

-You must be the new guy... Nice to meet you, my name is Jason Alvarez-

I stared into his blue eyes and then at his outstretched hand.
-The pleasure is mine, Kim Ga On... -
i replied nervously, eyes still on him, on his blond mop of hair and gentle smile.
-You must be a Nathingale too...? -

I nodded, still maintaining my guard.
I couldn't trust anyone at this point.
-What is this place? - I questioned instead, looking around again.
-Oh, this place? - Jason shrugged, pointing to the spot where we were secluded.
-It's one of the many rooms in the castle... - He replied with little interest.

-Kang Yo Han... Right? - I asked, hesitant.

Jason clicked his tongue, revealing an amused grin.
-You know you are not allowed to mention his name? Only if you are close to him. To the rest of the world it's "His highness"-

I huffed, not finding any logical sense in it.
-Because... What happens if you do otherwise? - I retorted, bitterly.

-If you value your life then you would listen to us-
Someone else from the back of the room replied. I gasped again, caught off guard.

-Oh Yuri! You're awake!-

A tall boy came towards us, leaning against the nearest wall.
His brown hair pulled back into a half ponytail, plus he wore similar clothes to mine, of the same color and material.

-This is Yuri, he got here before any of us- Jason explained, gesturing with his hands.
- Yuri, this is Kim Ga On, the last to arrive-
He greeted me with a nod of his head.
-Welcome to the devil's den, Kim Ga On-

I had a thousand things I wanted to ask, starting with whatever the big hunt was and what was the role of this Kang Yo Han.

Why was he so frightening? And why did I need to fear for my life?