REBIRTH OF THE REBELLIOUS QUEEN :9:

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()- thinking {}- inner thought **- movement [ ]- latter

"Beauty blooms, but beneath the petals lies death's quiet whisper."

"A vibrant allure that tempts the innocent, yet one touch invites the poison of fate."

"Even the loveliest of flowers can hide the deadliest of secrets."

"In the garden of life, beware the blossoms that call with both beauty and betrayal."

"Her petals are as soft as a lover’s touch, but her roots are entangled with the cold grasp of mortality."

"The more it dazzles, the closer you step to ruin."

Now, he was summoned by his grandmother, the old matriarch of the family, whose cold eyes and sharp tongue had controlled the household for years. His two step-mothers and their children were sure to be there, waiting to orchestrate their latest attempt to undermine him. He knew their games—how they enjoyed humiliating him in front of the servants, treating him like a fool. But today, the tables had turned.

*As he approached the courtyard, he met his grandmother’s harsh gaze head-on. She raised an eyebrow, clearly expecting him to cower like he always had. Instead, he bowed gracefully, with the poise of a noble queen. There was no fear in his eyes, only cold determination*

old madam /step grandmother

"Jungkook," his grandmother sneered. "It seems your manners have improved since our last encounter. Have you finally learned your place?"

kook/jungkook /royal omega

"Yes, grandmother," Jungkook replied, his voice smooth and steady. "I have learned much during my reflection. And now, I intend to fulfill my duties as a true noble."

His step-sisters exchanged confused glances, clearly unsettled by his change in demeanor. The old head of the family frowned, sensing the shift in the air. But there was no time for their usual games today.

After leaving the courtyard, Jungkook made his way to the royal imperial school. In his past life, he had been mocked for his lack of knowledge in literature, mathematics, calligraphy, and swordsmanship. His peers had seen him as a disgrace, unworthy of his noble title. But now, he walked with purpose, accompanied by his two loyal maids, un and Nana. He no longer followed behind his step-sisters like a lost dog. This time, he was the master of his own fate.

As he entered the school grounds, the whispers began. The noble students eyed him with suspicion, wondering what had changed. Jungkook ignored their murmurs, his mind focused on his future. He had seven years to undo the damage to his previous life. Seven years to rise to power and take control of his destiny.

Jungkook would not allow anyone to use him as a pawn again—not his step-sisters, not his grandmother, and not the royal Park family. He had once been naive, but now he was reborn, stronger and wiser.

The next step in his plan was to eliminate the threats within his family, starting with the royal Park family and Prince Park Begum, the seventh prince, who had once manipulated Jungkook to secure the throne. This time, Jungkook would not be a tool for their ambitions. He would rise above them, and with the support of his deadly assassins, he would forge a new path.

As Jungkook stood at the gates of the royal imperial school, ready to reclaim his education, his life, and his future, he felt a sense of calm. This time, he would not fail. This time, the world would bow to him.

kook/jungkook /royal omega