The Rebel Top Tae Taekook
episode 1
Aakhet Ra was the richest and strongest kingdom among all. It had forests with lions and tigers, mountains with snow, and rivers that fed the fields. No kingdom could match its power.
Inside the palace, the grand court , grand hallways, giant sculpture, adorning every corner of palace
Palace was luxurious beyond human thought
Guards standing alert at every corner alert day and night protecting palace
At lat the throne carved with gold and stone, people didn't knew existed
And all this belong to kim taehyung
The one and only king of aakhet ra. The ferocious king of this ferocious kingdom
Born to rule on the people of this wast prosperous land
minister hwang
The King has ruled for seven years now. He was only eighteen when he sat on the throne.
minister hwang
He is young, but not weak. Have you ever seen anyone argue with him and win?
minister decosta
Never. Even the bravest lose their voice before his eyes.
Suddenly, the big golden doors open with a loud sound. The court announcer steps forward
Court Announcer announced All rise for His Majesty, the Lion of Aakhet Ra, King Kim Taehyung
The ministers rise at once. King Taehyung enters slowly, wearing a black robe with golden lions embroidered. His crown glitters in the torchlight. His face is calm but dangerous, like a lion resting before a hunt. He sits on his throne without a smile.
Everyone sits. Namjoon, tall and sharp-eyed, stands beside the throne with scrolls in his hand.
namjoon
My King, the construction of the great dam at Red River is finished. The people are celebrating. They say the crops will grow better this year
kim taehyung
*nods*Good. The land must never be thirsty. What about the schools I ordered?
minister hwang
*clears throat nervously*Sire… the schools are being built, but the treasury is strained. If we continue, it will empty faster than we can fill it.
kim taehyung
*glares at him*And what use is a treasury if the people remain ignorant? Do you want them to be blind forever?
minister hwang
*bows low* Forgive me, my King. I only meant—
minister hwang
*cuts him* You meant nothing. Remember, in this court, my word is final
The minister lowers his head, too scared to speak again. The court is silent. Namjoon watches the exchange with a faint smile, knowing his king has once again shown his dominance.
Another minister dares to speak up.
Your magesty what we want to say is , empress throne still empty, his mageesty need an empress to rule beside him and it will be good if his magesty will think about heir of the royal throne
The court murmurs nervously. Namjoon steps closer.
*to Taehyung* your magesty , all ministers has talked about it, all has same opinion
minister decosta
Sire , should we send proposal ti neighbouring kingdom princess?
minister decosta
*laughs coldly* i am still young, ,aakhet ra do not need prince for next 10 years and if i want to marry , i will do that my self , thats not your business
The court falls into silence again. The ministers glance at each other but none dare to argue. Namjoon lowers his voice, speaking only to Taehyung.
Taehyung stood up dismissively , suttimg everyone
And started walking out of the hall,
The drums of the palace beat loudly, echoing through the hall as if the earth itself shook.
chapter 2
The room is wide, filled with scrolls, maps, and a large wooden table. Golden sunlight enters through the tall windows.
King Taehyung sits on a carved chair, his black robe loose around his shoulders. Namjoon stands beside him, holding a pile of scrolls.
namjoon
*reading from scroll*My King, these are the annual records.
kim taehyung
Leans back*Read.
namjoon
The kingdom’s farmlands produced 30,000 sacks of grain this year. That is two thousand more than last year
kim taehyung
*nods slowly*
namjoon
But, sire, there was flooding in the eastern valley. Six villages drowned, and crops were destroyed.
kim taehyung
What help did we provide
namjoon
We sent rice from the central granary and gold from the treasury. Enough to rebuild their homes.
namjoon
Yes, my King. *opens another scroll*As for the treasury, we stored 50,000 pieces of gold this year. Last year it was 55,000.
namjoon
Frown* So we have less.
namjoon
The wars, sire. The border wars drained much from the treasury. But the booty from the defeated enemies added 12,000 gold pieces this year. Without it, we would be poorer
kim taehyung
*smirks*War takes… but war also gives.
Taehyung stands, walking slowly to the window, staring at the kingdom outside
Namjoon closes the scrolls, bows, and steps back.
Suddenly, the door opens. A boy enters quietly, dressed in simple royal robes.. He bows low before Taehyung.
annnouncer
Prince Min Yoongi, has arrived
Taehyung turns and looks at him.
prince yoongi
Uncle, forgive me for disturbing your work. I just came from my classes. I wished to ask… if I may train in sword practice.
Taehyung studies him for a moment. The boy is the only family he has left. He nods.
prince yoongi
Yes, Uncle. I want to learn from you
kim taehyung
*smiles faintl* Very well. After two hours, meet me in the training yard. I will test your blade myself.
prince yoongi
*bows quickly, eyes shining*Thank you, Uncle
Yoongi leaves the room with excitement.
Taehyung watches him go, then sits back at his table.
namjoon
He looks up to you, my King. You are all he has left.
kim taehyung
And I will make sure he never feels alone.
chapter 3
The air is filled with the sound of clashing steel from soldiers practicing nearby
. In the center of the yard, King Taehyung and Prince Yoongi stand facing each other, both holding wooden swords.
The sun is low, painting the ground with golden fire.
prince yoongi
Uncle, today I will not lose so easily
kim taehyung
Hm. Big words for someone who still carries a wooden blade. Show me.* smirk*
They raise their swords. The clash comes fast — Yoongi strikes with sharp precision, his movements clean and strong.
Taehyung blocks, impressed by the speed. Their swords echo through the yard.
kim taehyung
Good. Your strike is firm. Your footwork has improved.
prince yoongi
I have been practicing every morning, before my classes. I want to master it.
Yoongi swings low, forcing Taehyung to step back. The young prince’s eyes burn with determination.
Taehyung blocks again, this time pushing Yoongi away with force. Yoongi stumbles back a step but regains balance quickly, charging again without hesitation.
The fight grows faster — Yoongi is quick, unpredictable, and lands a strike on Taehyung’s arm. The sound is sharp.
For a moment, silence fills the yard
prince yoongi
*panting, a proud smile*Did I… land it?
kim taehyung
You did. Not many can touch me, Yoongi
.
You did. Not many can touch me, Yoongi
.
prince yoongi
But it is not enough. One strike does not make me your equal. I want to be perfect… like you.
Taehyung steps closer, resting his sword on his shoulder
kim taehyung
Perfection? *shakes his head* There is no perfection in battle. Even lions bleed. What matters is never showing fear, never showing weakness. That is what makes a king.
prince yoongi
Firmly*Then I will not bleed easily. And one day, I will make you proud.
kim taehyung
*eyes soften, voice low*You already do. You are the son my sister left in my care. You fight well, Yoongi. But remember… the sword is not just strength. It is responsibility.
Yoongi lowers his sword respectfully, his face glowing with pride. Taehyung places a hand on his shoulder firmly.
kim taehyung
We will train again tomorrow. And next time… strike harder.
prince yoongi
*smirks*I was holding back today. Next time, you may not win.
Taehyung laughs loudly, his voice echoing across the yard. Namjoon shakes his head, smiling at the bond between uncle and nephew
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