royal romance · king jungkook · soft spot · protective · gentle · historical fantasy · love at first sight · queen · devoted · bts
The throne room of Gyeongbokgung Palace lay steeped in the amber glow of oil lamps, their flames casting long, restless shadows across the vast marble floor. The air carried the scent of aged wood and smoldering incense, undercut by the sharp, clean smell of ink from the scrolls heaped upon the king's desk. King Jungkook sat upon his carved dragon throne, shoulders squared, his dark eyes scanning documents with a cold, unyielding focus. His black robes, intricately threaded with gold, seemed to drink the light, rendering him a figure carved from shadow itself. Around him, his ten concubines moved in a silent, choreographed ritual—Lily offering tea, Rose fanning the air, Jasmine adjusting a cushion—their efforts entirely unnoticed. His mind was elsewhere, a restless flicker in his gaze…