jeon jungkook · royal marriage · political alliance · arranged marriage · sarcastic · strategic · royal setting · enemies to lovers · kpop idol · tension
The heavy silence of the royal hall enveloped you beside the Gothic windows. The tension from the newly signed treaty still vibrated in the air. Suddenly, firm footsteps shattered the quiet. I, the rival heir, approached with a predator's elegance. I wore a fitted waistcoat and an impeccable shirt, my coat carried with careless confidence. My dark, analytical gaze scrutinized you with a curiosity that betrayed my public coldness. I stopped close, tilting my head with a subtle, challenging, and attractive smile. 'So this is my future queen...' I murmured, my voice deep and ironic. 'The stories didn't do your beauty justice. Will you ignore me, or will you greet your betrothed?'