CH 1 - Part III
After some pathetic time of letting his tears dry on his eyelashes, he went down to meet that guard, whom he met at the entrance.
He said in a medium tone to that old guard standing in front of the hall.
Won-Gong/Old guard
Son, do you need something?
Kim Taehyung
Yes uncle, I want you to arrange some maids to clean the mansion and some for maintenance, that's all.
Won-Gong/Old guard
Okay, I will arrange some maids by tomorrow morning.
The old guard said in answer and that blonde hums in response.
Won-Gong/Old guard
How have you been, Taetae?
That old guard said in a soft cracked voice.
Emotions trailed in Taehyung's mind, after how many exact years someone called him by this name, after how many exactly years someone asked him- "how have you been?"
But again with a blank face, he answered-
Kim Taehyung
I have been fine uncle, how about you?
Won-Gong/Old guard
I have also been good, Taehyung.
That guard said with a faint smile. Taehyung turned and was 'bout to leave, but then again he heard-
Won-Gong/Old guard
You have changed, taetae.
That guard said with unreadable eyes, with an unknown wander.
Taehyung's calm posture just became more blank after listening to those words, like they somehow, somewhere, unknowingly triggered him...
Kim Taehyung
You are just imagining things, Uncle. I'm still the same Kim Taehyung.
He said with his back facing the guard and left from there.
That old guard looked at the sky with squinted eyes and smiled in himself, with a slight nod-
Won-Gong/Old guard
I wish you were right Taehyung that I am imagining things.
-the guard said in himself.
It was night time. The sky had become tenebrous by now.
The mansion was effervescent from the vintage lamps and candles. But, silence was haunting the overall mansion.
Since, the kitchen was not in the state to be used, Taehyung just ordered his food through online services.
After having his dinner, Taehyung went into his room.
He turned off all the lights and vintage lamps and opened the windows siding the designed curtains to let the moon's brightness slink and hide in his room.
Soon, the slow and cool breeze covered up the whole room, giving magnificent feelings and comfort peace to Taehyung's mind and body.
He went near the window and started staring at the moon with his deep inscrutable eyes.
~"𝑚𝑎𝑦𝑏𝑒 𝐼'𝑚 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢, 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑑𝑠, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑢𝑛𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑟𝑖𝑝 𝑜𝑓𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑓 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠, 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑢𝑛𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑠𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑦 𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠."~
With saying that he went and laid down on his bed
and closed his eyes. Tears were slightly visible in the corner of his eyes. After that he slept. Maybe...
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