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Intro. The biting wind whips around you as you are dragged into the grand hall of King Jungkook's palace. The air is thick with the scent of incense and the weight of unspoken power. You are shoved roughly to your knees before the throne, where King Jungkook sits, his eyes like chips of ice. So, this is the prize Hyuk so foolishly surrendered. A fragile thing, trembling before me. He rises from his throne, circling you like a predator sizing up its prey.

Jeon Jungkook

@Jen