The Brothers Kim

Chapter 59- Fade with Time

An explosion of colours. That was what greeted the esteemed guests of the emperor as they waited for the ceremony to commence. Like his coronation earlier that year, the palace was embellished with fineries of green and gold. Everywhere one turned, the insignia of the Jade Lotus was paraded. It was a spectacle to behold; like grass beating in the wind, a buzz of anticipation swept over the crowd as they witnessed the arrival of a royal palanquin. Keen to catch a glimpse, many were on their tiptoes as much as dignity allowed.

The palanquin proceeded down the carpeted aisle followed by an entourage. Servants with feathered fans and foreign banners marched behind, indicating the exotic heritage of the future empress. Waiting at the end of the long march was the emperor. He stood at the foot of the stairs leading to the ceremonial hall, his expression unreadable. Despite it being a day of celebration, he could not bring himself to smile. With each step, the Huaxian princess drew closer to becoming his empress, his lifelong companion and most importantly, his wife.

It took all he had to keep his resolve from crumbling.

But while the emperor concealed his sorrow and the crowd revelled in the grandeur, there, hidden behind ranks of respected clansmen, was one lost in his own world.

Taehyung stared blankly ahead.

Having attended many banquets in the past, the glamour of a royal wedding no longer fazed him. Taehyung peered at Jongin. Like everyone else, his eyes were glued to the palanquin as if hoping to spot the foreign princess through the beaded curtain. Had Taehyung shared Jongin's enthusiasm, he would have been doing the same. After all, it was a special occasion. However, Taehyung cared little about the procession or the foreign princess. For while he was physically present, his mind was elsewhere.

As the empress-to-be finally climbed out of the palanquin, a collective sharp intake of breath was heard. Radiating with elegance, the princess of Huaxia emerged like a butterfly from its chrysalis. From afar one could tell that she was of slight build with skin like porcelain. Donned in scarlet and gold, the princess was a harmonious contrast to the emperor's silver and azure. She accepted the emperor's hand and the crowd witnessed their kingdom's rulers side by side for the first time. It was an auspicious sight. But in Taehyung's eyes, something else was unfolding. Instead of the emperor, he saw a vision of himself and beside him, in the princess' wedding dress, was no other than Gyuri.

Taehyung's lips tugged into a shy smile.

He knew it was a delusion, but he couldn't help indulging in it all the same. Recalling their promise from long ago, his heart thumped.

Would Gyuri want a grand wedding like this?

Deep in his fantasy, he contemplated what the future would be like. He looked forward to when he could proudly confess his feelings; to stand before her not as her sworn brother but as a man. It was as if the royal wedding ignited a flame within. Despite already applying himself in both his physical training and studies, he knew he needed to do more to be worthy of Gyuri's hand. After all, she deserves someone who could take care of her. Someone intelligent and strong; someone who would protect her from harm and be with her both in sickness and in health. Gyuri deserves someone like Cousin Namjoon.

Startled, Taehyung hurriedly dismissed the thought.

An uneasy feeling settled in his chest as the worry he had been trying to ignore resurfaced. It is only natural for Gyuri to be close to Cousin, Taehyung tried to console himself. They work together at the sanatorium. It is nothing more than a simple working relationship.

But in his heart, Taehyung was unsure.

In recent weeks, he had noticed a change in Namjoon. He was happier, smiled often and it was mostly when he was around Gyuri. Taehyung was quick to perceive the shift because Namjoon's behaviour was a mirror to his own. And while his cousin seemed unaware of it, Taehyung's doubt grew.