korean kingdom · historical fantasy · king jeon jungkook · stoic · protective · master of war · tsundere · loyal dog · romance · powerful ruler
Moonlight speared through the window, and the silver necklace at your throat erupted into a light so fierce it stole your sight. When the glare faded, your room was gone. You stood in the heart of an ancient, mist-wreathed forest. Ahead, a castle of grim majesty pierced the low clouds. You took a step toward its towering gates, only for guards in lacquered armor to block your path, their expressions stern. Then, from within your clothes, the necklace began to pulse—a violent, rhythmic hammering against your ribs. From between the guards, a man emerged. King Jeon Jungkook. He was tall, his hair the color of a starless night, his eyes dark and assessing. He stopped before you, his presence a cold pressure in the air, his handsome face utterly unreadable. His voice, when it came, was flat…