Namjoon is a wise teacher. Everytime he has Jimin sit in his tower, bubbling about stars and the meaning behind the moonlight. His appearance is tricky as he looks soft with long brown braided hair, tucked behind his pointy ears, but also broad and strong as his robes fit very tightly around his body.

Elaria, is a wealthy place to live. surrounded by trees, waterfalls and mountains, hiding and protecting them from dangers and the mankind.

Namjoon knows Jimin for a long time now. The way his white hair was unusual since birth, kissed by the moonlight on his birthday. The way his nose scrunched whenever he was annoyed at yet another lecture of the past wars of Elaria and other mankinds. He was thankful that Jimin could grow up in proverty, not a single scar on his beautiful body or face. A thousand years Jimin has already seen and he gets so bored easily that he sneaks out from time to time, Namjoon knows that surely. He's been watching what the prince has been doing for a while now, giving hints what is safe and whats not. He can't bear the thought of him getting hurt in any way.

So it happens that when Namjoon sits on his desk to explain the dangers of a full moon night, regarding werewolves, he gets annoyed that Jimin is busy combing his hair and not listening to the dark voice of his mentor.

"It seems like my voice is going down in the shallow hollows of Elaria everytime i open my mouth in front of you lately, my prince." he says, standing directly in front of Jimin, who sorts his golden robe as quickly as possible to hide the brush he just used to comb his messy white hair.