Chapter 5 - How to Be A Queen

Myeong Jo

walked back to her room. You know the feeling when someone gives you a toy to

play with and then says it's temporary. Just that feeling was going on inside

her head. In one word, hurt and broken.

She laid down on the bed, tugging herself inside the blanket. She tried her

best to hold on the tears. Her heart was broken. Not because Jimin was not

hers, not because she couldn't stay here forever, not because she couldn't be

his wife. Because she had to go back to that hell painful life. The same old

life which she wanted to end yet she had go to back to that life.

She was thinking it would had been better if the comet didn't grant her wish.

She would've been dead by now. She wouldn't had to stay alive to return to that

life, that very life she wanted to end. She missed her brother. Knowing he

thought her as a burden, yet she still missed him. After all, he raised her.

Myeong Jo hugged the pillow beside her tightly. She could really use some

consolation now. But she didn't have anyone. She thought to herself, "I

must tell Jimin tomorrow morning. I must do it. He has to know I am not his

wife."

Speaking of which, what could've happened to the real wife? Where was she right

now?

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"Wakey,

wakey..."

A sweet voice rang inside her ears. She opened her eyes slowly. At first, it

was blurry then when it was clear, it was him. Park Jimin.

"Good morning, darling. Let's wake up now, shall we?" he had a huge

smile on his face and pulled the blanket away.

Myeong Jo kept her eyes on him as she sat upright, her hair messed like a bird

nest. Jimin chuckled at her messy hair and ruffled it more.

"So cute." He grinned with his teeth.

Myeong Jo recalled everything from yesterday. She had to tell everything to

him.

"Jimin-ssi, t-there's something I must tell you." She slowly uttered.

"Okay, but first, I'm cooking breakfast. So get up, shower and come

downstairs." He sat closer to her and kissed her forehead. Then he got

away from her.

Myeong Jo's eyes widened as big as ever. She stared at him with her mouth

slightly open, surprised. Her heart was beating fast as ever.

"What? I can't do that to my wife?" Jimin chuckled at her.

Myeong Jo's cheeks flushed red, "N-no. B-but...you can't just--"

Jimin cut her off, "I can't keep myself away from you. I want to be with

you all the time." He pouted his lips like a kid.

Myeong Jo blinked her eyes repeatedly at his action. He chuckled at her again

and went out of the room.

After a

while, Myeong Jo came to the royal dinning table. Usually the maids used to

serve her. Today there was no maids at all. Surprised, she sat on a chair. The

table was empty too.

She waited and after some time, the smell of hot breakfast flew under her nose.

She immediately understood what was being cooked.

Then she saw a Jimin in a chef outfit, coming towards her with plates of

breakfast in his hands like a professional. He even added a fake moustache

under his nose.

Myeong Jo was at first surprised to see him like this. He placed the delicious

food in front of her and began giving a lecture in French accent, "Good

morning, Mademoiselle. Chef Jimin has prepared your favorite food all by

himself."

She pressed her lips into a thin line; trying not to laugh.

"You are allowed to laugh, Mademoiselle." Jimin spoke and Myeong Jo

burst into laughter. His face was too funny to bear.

"Oh God! What have you done to your face?" She said in between her

laughs.

"Ah, I just added a bit of moustache and a spoonful of handsomeness also a

pinch of romance into this face. That's why this face looks so handsome,

right?"

She kept laughing at his ridiculous face.

"Well, Mademoiselle, enjoy the meal made by Chief Park Jimin. I shall go

and tell the King that breakfast is ready." Saying he ran off to the

kitchen and removed all of his outfits and moustache. He was happy that at

least he made her laugh again like the old days.

He came back to the dinning table as his normal way and sat in front of her.

Myeong Jo was smiling at him.

"I

see Chief Park Jimin prepared breakfast. And trust me, he's the best chief in

the whole kingdom." Jimin began eating his own food.

Myeong Jo ate one bite. Jimin was staring at her, wanting to know how it was.

She knew he was looking at her but she deliberately didn't give him an answer.

Actually she was teasing him.

"I always like Chief Park's meals. He has a unique way to cook food."

Jimin was trying to know her opinion.

She hummed in response.

"In fact everyone loves his meal. Ah, I'm really proud of his cooking

skill. I wish I could cook like him. At least you would tell me how it tasted."

He was repeatedly trying to give a hint.

But she seemed to eat it quietly and not talking at all.

"Yah! It isn't that good?" He finally asked her, losing his patience.

Myeong Jo looked at him, "No, it is."

"Then why aren't you telling me?" he questioned her cutely.

"Do I have to?" she avoided his

question and kept eating.

"Of course! It's like a rule to tell the

cook about how the food tastes. Otherwise he won't know if it was actually good

or not."

"But you just told me everyone likes Chief

Park's meals." She muttered in a teasing tone.

Jimin licked his lower lips and got more

interested into their couple fight, "But Chief Park would be more happy if

The Queen tells him that his meal was tasty."

"Okay. If I meet Chief Park, I will tell

him the breakfast is really delicious and it was well cooked." She also

didn't stop their couple fight.

Both of them were enjoying it.

"But Chief Jimin is sitting right in front

of you. Shouldn't you at least say thank you?" Jimin asked.

Myeong Jo stopped eating and looked at him,

"Well, I don't see any Chief Jimin here. I only see The King."

Jimin furrowed his eyebrows, "Nothing

else?"

She shook her head.

"Are you sure?" he asked again.

Myeong Jo got the hint. She knew he was trying

to make her say the word Husband. Well she had no right to call him that. She

felt uncomfortable suddenly, so to avoid the situation, she suddenly stood up

and left the dinning hall, leaving him surprised at her action.

She stood in the balcony, arms crossed over her

chest. Jimin tiptoed his way to her. He stood right behind her, unable to say

what he wants.

"H-hey, Myeong Jo-ah...Sorry. I-I didn't

want to..." He stuttered his words.

Myeong Jo was in a compact situation. Jimin

deserved to do that with his wife. But not with her. She was not his wife.

Calling her his wife and her calling him her husband was wrong.

"I-I'm sorry. I forgot you need more time.

I just--" he mumbled, trying to apologize.

She turned towards him, sighing. "Jimin,

there's something I must tell you."

"I know, I know! And I don't blame you. I

know you want time and space from me since you don't remember me. But I just

can't stay away from you. I miss you."

Jimin's sweet words were enough to melt anyone. Myeong Jo stared at him,

confused what to say.

"We used to have so much fun. So much love.

All of them suddenly vanishing, it's surprising for me. I want you to remember

me. And I will do everything for you to do that. For that, you have to give me

permission." He said firmly.

"P-permission?" She asked.

"Allow me to be your husband."

Her mouth dropped to surprise. That's the least

thing she wanted.

"Or at least, let us continue our lives

like we used to. Forgetting our past, let us start a new beginning. You and

me." He began stepping towards her.

Myeong Jo, getting more surprised at his steps

towards her, made her steps backwards slowly too. Her back touched the railing

of the balcony. Jimin stood right in front of her, staring at her eyes without

missing a single second.

"We were married, we are married. I know

you can't remember. But for that reason, am I not allowed to treat you as my

wife? Can't I talk to you like a husband does? Just because y-you don't

recall?" Jimin asked, his eyes twitching.

She didn't know what to say. He was right in

every way. But only she knew that couldn't happen. She was not his wife.

"I'm your husband, Myeong Jo. Stop behaving

I am not. You not remembering me hurts me already. Now if you keep avoiding me,

it will just kill me!" he suddenly yelled at her.

She shook at his words. Of course, he was right.

He was totally right. But how could she tell him that he was wrong?

He backed away from her and walked away in a bad

mood.

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The whole day Jimin avoided Myeong Jo. And trust me, she was feeling way

too guilty. I mean every word of Jimin was right. But only she knew it wasn't

right. She couldn't go around having him as her husband. But if she was gotta

stay here for 149 days, she had to blend in.

Jimin would had avoided her even at night but

unfortunately he had to come see her as the doctor came to check on Myeong Jo.

For weekly check ups.

She was currently on the bed, the doctor beside

her checking her eyes and stuff while King Jimin was just standing, leaning

against the window. Myeong Jo was often peaking at him but he wasn't even

sparing her a single glance.

"Well, it seems Your Highness is not as

weak as she was before. Any improvements on her recollection?" the doctor

eyed Jimin.

Surprised by his sudden eye notice, Jimin got

shook and stuttered his words.

Myeong Jo cut him off by saying, "Uh,

Doctor, I'm doing good. And I've been reading my diary which I hope will

probably make my memories come back."

The doctor sighed a little, "Your Highness

is in need of proper care. If the subject of your Kingdom hears about her

condition, that may not be the right thing."

"I know, Doctor. I'll keep that in

mind." Jimin assured the doctor.

The doctor bowed at both of them and left with a

guard.

The room filled with silence as soon as the

doctor left the room. Myeong Jo really wanted to break his anger. She wanted to

talk to him. Jimin sighed a bit, came close to the bed and tugged her inside

the blanket. Then without wishing her good night, he was about to leave.

But Myeong Jo held his wrist to stop him. Jimin

looked back at her touch, surprised to her sudden hold. He looked at her;

widening his eyes.

"Jimin?" Myeong Jo for the first time

called him by his name. Other times she would call him with respect. Now she

just called him casually. Which made Jimin as shocked as ever.

"I-I am sorry." she said, lowering her head.

"I-I know...you are very upset with

me...for my stupid actions. I should be trying to take you and this Kingdom

seriously. While I'm just playing around like a free girl." She chuckled

slightly.

Jimin was listening to every word of hers

carefully, with his widened eyes.

"You are right. You have every right to

treat me like your wife. And I, though may not remember anything, should give

you the chance and also treat you like my h-husband." She stuttered as she

looked at him.

"So let me apologize to you. I hurt you

unknowingly and knowingly. And in this unknown world, you are the only one

there for me. If you keep being mad at me, I will just be lost. Lost in

minds."

"Sorry. Please forgive me." She pouted

her lips a little and lowered her eyes from him.

Her grip on his wrist was still tightened.

Suddenly she felt herself into someone's warm embrace. Within a second, he was

there, sitting beside her and hugging her like a teddy bear.

She knew she shouldn't do this yet she held him

back too slowly. She meant every word truly but at the same time, she felt

guilty for the real wife.

Jimin stroke her hair slightly, letting her feel

so comfortable. She wiggled into his chest more, holding him tightly. No one

hugged her ever like this. She realized this was what a hug is. A hug was where

you feel like someone was protecting you from all good and bad things of the

whole universe. Someone who wanted you to be loved and never be away from him.

"Sleep well, Jagi." He kissed her on

her forehead.

He slowly got away from her, tugging herself

again inside the blanket and putting the pillows beside her in case she fell

down like a kid. He flashed a beautiful smile at her which made Myeong Jo

immediately feeling happiness.

And then he left the room. She drifted into

sleep peacefully thinking about his smile.

The next morning, she was swinging herself in

the swing inside their large beautiful garden. The birds were singing melodic

tunes. And the leaves rustling as if winds were welcoming them.

She was closing her eyes, feeling the beauty of

nature. Jimin walked to her and sat beside her without her knowing. He was

thinking a way to surprise his silly wife. Suddenly he pecked her cheek and got

away like an innocent child.

Myeong Jo flushed open her eyes and looked to

her left to find her husband sitting with a cheesy smile. Her cheeks turned

into red roses so she palmed her cheeks to cover it. She cleared her throat and

looked away, her heart beating like crazy.

"Wae? My wife is shy-shy?" Jimin asked

innocently.

"No! I was feeling...h-hot." She

hand-fanned herself in a fast pace.

Jimin chuckled, "You don't probably

remember my younger brother, do you?"

She looked at him, "No. But I know him. I

read about him in my diary."

"His wedding is coming soon."

Myeong Jo's eyes widened in joy, "Jinjja?

Wow! That's great!"

He smiled, "Yeah. It was already fixed

before you know...you lost your memory."

She gulped down her throat.

"But don't worry. I didn't tell you about

his wedding either. So you won't know it anyway." He chuckled at her.

Myeong Jo felt relief as she released a loud

phew.

"There's a family gathering in three days.

The bride's family arranged it. So you, I and Jungkook need to go to their

castle as they invited us." Jimin said now swinging his legs back and

forth too.

Myeong Jo fell into a deep thought. She fell

into silence as she was thinking something deeply. Jimin noticed her sudden

silence so he asked her, "What's wrong?"

She looked at him and decided to tell him. She

could trust him.

"But I don't actually remember any rules of

being a Queen or stuff."

He tilted his neck to the right as he failed to

get her point.

"I mean how to behave, rule, and speak like

a Queen. I don't remember at all." She felt guilty as she said.

"Oh. Now that's a problem." He

mumbled.

He held her shoulders, "Don't worry. I'll

teach you how to be a queen."

"Really?" She asked with a faint

smile.

He nodded with a wide smile.

"Look, I know you told me you'll teach me

how to be a Queen. But that doesn't mean I will have to learn how to

fight!" Myeong Jo objected as soon as their training for how to be a Queen

began.

She was holding a sword with both hands. Well

barely holding as she found it heavy. Her hands were shaking like a vibrator.

"Myeong Jo, you have to learn how to defend

yourself. For that you need to know archery, gun shooting, horse riding along

with sword fighting." Jimin pulled out a sword for his own.

"That many? B-but...How am I supposed to

learn them?! "

He looked at her, "You already were skilled

in everything. It won't take you that long to learn. The fighting skill will

eventually come back into you."

Only if he knew that this Myeong Jo had never

even seen a sword, forget about skill in fighting.

She gulped in fear and tried to hold the sword

up with all her strength.

"Let's begin." He spoke as he lifted

his sword easily.

After two hours of teaching basic sword

fighting, Myeong Jo actually felt really good. In fact, she learned it so

quickly that she was finding it very amusing. Jimin was being proud of his wife

to see her learning so fast. Myeong Jo was given a basic training on sword fighting

and during the practice trial, she even defeated Jimin.

Their lesson was over so they sat on the floor,

sweating and drinking water. Fortunately, no guards were there. So the couple

was enjoying their times.

"That was fun." Myeong Jo said.

He nodded, "I knew you would learn

quickly."

She crawled slowly towards him and sat closer.

"But tell me. Was I a really good fighter?"

"Of course! You were known to be as a great

queen with fighting and defence skills. You even fought with me in a battle

last year." he said the last part, smirking.

"Daebak! I can't believe it." Myeong

Jo smiled nervously. Surely it wasn't her who fought.

"Let's go somewhere!" Jimin suggested

with a smile.

"Where?"

"Carriage Riding."

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