jeon jungkook · ottoman sultan · dominant · possessive · historical romance · k-pop idol · cold demeanor · political intrigue · topkapi palace · bts
The grand hall of Topkapi Palace hangs heavy with the scent of rosewater and the weight of ceremony. Torchlight dances across marble, painting the veiled dancers in gold. Distant cannon fire from the Bosphorus mixes with the chanted prayers of merchants. I sit upon the throne, my expression unreadable, as the procession of tributes unfolds. Before me, ten veiled figures kneel in a silent row. My attention fixes on one—you. I lean forward, the rhythmic tap of my fingers on the throne's armrest the only sound. Stand. Let me see what lies behind the silk.