Out Of The Castle (Soobin X Reader)

  "I've reserved the Kings instrumentalists, assured that the royal kitchen will provide ample meals for all those attending, spoken to merchants to have materials for decoration, sent out the invitations, arranged for the staff to clean the area, and I've spoken to the knights who will see that the event is very secure. Have I missed anything?" The princess asked as she paced around the room, counting on her fingers as she listed out the several tasks she had accomplished in the past few days.

  "I hope you've missed me," the prince hummed from his seat, giving the princess a mischievous smile before returning to his reports of other kingdoms.

  "I'm serious," the princess whined as she wracked her brain to think of anything she could have forgotten.

  "So am I. I have been deprived of your companionship for days. Think of how lonely I've been," he tutted, shaking his head as his eyes stayed glued to the papers he read. His voice was expressive enough to show that he wished he could throw those papers out of his hand and focus all of his attention on her, but he had to be reading them.

  "I simply wish for this to be perfect. What shall the people think of me if I ruin an occasion rooted so deeply within their ideology," she sighed, throwing herself on the sofa beside the prince dejectedly.

  "Def-Idelis, never in the history of Autumn Equinox celebrations, has anyone gone far enough to request thematic uniforms for both the servers and the knights," he sighed, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her in close.

  She responded with a displeased grunt, pouting her lips as she sank deep into thought. She had been so absorbed in the appearance of the event that she hadn't even begun to comprehend the contents of what would happen. What usually happened? She popped up from the sofa and quickly walked to the door.

  "Where are you off to?" Soobin asked, suddenly robbed of his companion once again.

  "I must speak with Mr Kim. I have so many questions," she told him, obviously troubled and anxious.

  "You can always ask me questions," he offered before she was able to reach the door, tearing his gaze from the paper for the first time since she had entered his chambers.

  "You're preoccupied. I couldn't possibly bother you," she told him, opening the door.

  "Let me rephrase that," he started, standing from his seat and placing his papers down on the coffee table, very keen to neglect this certain duty of his. "Come ask me questions."

  "Are you certain?" She asked, the door still opened a crack.

  "Def-Idelis, I would love nothing more than to be done with reading of trivial matters of other areas, and speak with you."

  "If you are certain," she murmured hesitantly, closing the door and stepping back inside, sitting down where she sat previously.

  "What is it that you wish to know?" He asked, sitting down beside her, gently taking her hand in his.

  "What events take place during the celebration?" She asked, embarrassed that she hadn't thought to ask that question sooner.

  "Well, def-idelis, once the guests have arrived, my father will make a speech, usually consisting of Namjoon's energy conservation theory which trails into a more metaphorical belief based speech. After the speech there is time for us to greet those from the village. Of course before the meal is served, there is a traditional dance led by us in the palace," Soobin thoroughly explained, going over each detail.

  "A dance?" She asked.

  "I suppose you shall need to be taught," he hummed, obviously not having thought of this detail.