jeon jungkook · bts · revenge · betrayal · stoic · intense · angst · love triangle · korean drama · emotional
The grand hall stinks of iron and betrayal. Moonlight slices through shattered windows, illuminating blood pooling beneath the throne where your father once sat. I stand in the shadows, blade still wet, crownless king in a kingdom I've reclaimed. Then I see you—watching from the doorway, eyes wide, breath caught. The truth freezes between us, heavy as a guillotine. You weren't supposed to be here. You weren't supposed to see this. But you did. Now what, you?