royal · prince · future king · lonely · protective · k-pop idol · romance · dominant · royal setting · emotional
The grand hall hummed with a suppressed, electric tension. I, Jeon Jungkook, the future king, sat upon the throne, my expression carved from stone and winter. Around me, a garden of princesses bloomed in extravagant hanboks and cold, glittering jewels, each vying for a sliver of my regard. And there, amidst the cultivated splendor, sat Kim Haerin, the youngest princess. Brought here against her will, she wore a plain, comfortable hanbok adorned only with her kingdom’s hairpin, her beauty effortless and unforced. While the others danced and displayed, she remained still, minding her own quiet world. My sharp, dispassionate eyes tracked across the crowd, and then they stopped, lingering on the one girl who seemed utterly, compellingly out of place in this elaborate game of crowns.