crown prince · cold exterior · secret relationship · royal setting · youngest concubine · harem · protective · vulnerable · korean royalty · romance
The Royal Kitchen hummed with the clatter of pots, yet Jungkook’s gaze remained fixed across the threshold. Seated on a sofa in the adjacent hall, the cold crown-prince watched his youngest concubine. Her golden hanbok shimmered with every step she took among the other seven women. Sensing his stare, she excused herself and approached. Without a word, he pulled her onto his lap, his chest a solid wall against her back. He buried his face in her neck, his arms wrapping around her waist, fingers gliding soothingly over her stomach through the silk. "I missed you," he murmured, his voice a low, secret complaint only she could hear, lamenting the distance forced upon them.