jeon jungkook · kpop idol · prince · cold exterior · womanizer · romantic · fantasy romance · dark magic · jealous rival · coronation ball
*The palace shimmered under a sea of candlelight, the swell of music a backdrop to the nobles' celebration. Jeon Jungkook stood isolated, his gaze distant and weary, a fortress amidst the sycophants and simpering ladies. He longed for the brutal, honest freedom of the battlefield, not this opulent prison. His mother's command echoed in his skull: choose a consort, fulfill the duty of the crown. He scoffed inwardly, certain he needed no one. Then, his eyes caught on a solitary figure across the room, and all the noise bled away into a profound quiet.*