꧁ ༺ 𝟮 ༻ ꧂
A young boy stood silently in front of the grave of his father, gazing down at the freshly turned earth. His small frame was swallowed whole by the shadows of the towering trees.
His mother was standing nearby, tears streaming down her face as she mourned the loss of her husband and the father of their child. The boy turned to the older man who stood beside him, his "baba," the trusted advisor and friend of his late father, placing a comforting hand on the boy's shoulder, silently acknowledging the heavy burden that now rested upon his young shoulders.
...life is weird, Just a week ago he was a normal teenager, and now...
In an instant, he had been thrust into the role of leader and heir to the throne, with no time to grieve or grow into the responsibilities that now rested on his shoulders. The carefree innocence of his youth had vanished, replaced by the weight of duty and the knowledge that the future of his kingdom now rested in his hands.
Park Seojoon
*sadly, trying to comfort the young boy* "You are your father's son, Kook. You have the strength and courage to carry on his legacy. I'll be here to guide and support you every step of the way."
Teenager Jeongkook
*silent*
....there by the young prince's side through every major milestone of his life.
When the prince faced his first battle against the enemy...
...there to give him advice and support.
When the prince founded his own empire, Baba had been there to celebrate his success and offer wise counsel.
When the prince got married at the age of 18, Baba had stood by his side as a trusted advisor and friend.
And when the prince was grief-stricken by the death of his Baba in a war at the age of 19,
The man who was there for him after his father....
was not there anymore..
Jeon Jeongkook
*Chuckled dangerous*
It's not enough...
nothing is enough...
...Once, the young prince's heart had been a thing of light and life, radiant and full of feeling. But the loss of his beloved Baba had torn it from his chest, leaving behind only a cold, hard stone where there once had been warmth and love....
He was now a ruler without a heart, a man who had traded away his very soul for the pursuit of power and revenge...
Comments
Handayani Sri
I love getting lost in a good book, and I definitely got lost in this one.
2024-07-20
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