Rebirth of the Emperor's Betrayed Concubine
**promise**
The imperial palace, with its towering halls and vast courtyards, was silent in the aftermath of the old emperor’s death.
It was a time of mourning, a time for all to reflect on the reign of the late emperor, whose wisdom and leadership had steered the empire through years of peace.
But for **Tae**, the silence was oppressive, like a heavy fog that settled over her heart.
She had been **promised**—a promise that had seemed so certain, so inevitable.
It was late in the afternoon when the news arrived that the **new emperor**—the late emperor’s son
Emperor Jungkook—had ascended to the throne.
Tae stood in her chambers, dressed in simple mourning attire, the black silk of her robes weighing heavily on her shoulders.
Her gaze lingered out the window
Watching the clouds move lazily across the sky, as though the world outside was indifferent to the turmoil stirring within her heart.
She had never met Jungkook personally—only heard of him in whispers, spoken of by the courtiers and her father.
He was known as a man of **ambition**, though some believed his youth and **lack of experience** in ruling made him **vulnerable** to manipulation.
Tae, despite the sadness surrounding her father’s death, had always felt an unwavering certainty that the emperor’s promise would be fulfilled.
She had been prepared for the day she would take her place as **empress**, standing proudly beside him, **bearing his child** and ensuring the legacy of his rule.
That evening, the palace doors opened with a resounding **creak** as a figure in gold brocade entered her chambers.
The **new emperor**, Jungkook, stood in the doorway, his dark eyes cool and unreadable.
His figure was tall, his posture rigid with the weight of the crown now upon him.
Tae’s heart skipped in her chest, her breath catching.
She had long imagined this moment, but now that it had arrived, she felt the **tension in the air**, as though something was not quite right.
Jungkook’s eyes scanned her, lingering on her features with a look that might have been admiration, but there was something else—a coldness, a detachment that she had not expected.
The emperor spoke, his voice as smooth as the silk of his robes, but it held an edge, a formality that stung.
She lowered her gaze respectfully, her heart pounding in her chest.
Kim taehyung (past life)
Your Majesty
She replied softly, her voice trembling just slightly, though she tried to remain composed.
Kim taehyung (past life)
I am deeply sorrowed by the passing of the late emperor. His wisdom and kindness will be remembered always.
Jungkook stepped closer, his presence commanding.
jeon jungkook
Your grief does you honor, Tae. But now, as the new emperor, I must make decisions that weigh heavier than any sorrow
His eyes never left hers, and his next words made her stomach tighten.
jeon jungkook
I have summoned you here for a matter of importance
Tae stood still, heart racing. She had been waiting for this moment.
The **promise**. The emperor was about to offer her the position she had been destined for.
But what came next would shatter the foundation of everything she had ever believed.
Jungkook’s voice grew colder, more detached, as he continued,
jeon jungkook
I have decided that you will serve as a concubine in my harem.
The words struck like a slap, so sudden and sharp that Tae’s knees nearly buckled beneath her.
She blinked, her breath catching in her throat. For a long moment, her mind struggled to process the meaning of his words.
She *searched his face*, trying to find the kindness, the promise that had once been there—but it was gone, replaced with an unreadable, almost disdainful expression.
Kim taehyung (past life)
What...?
Her voice cracked as the shock settled in, the edges of her vision blurring with confusion and disbelief.
Kim taehyung (past life)
Your Majesty, I… I was promised…
Her hands clenched into fists at her sides, but she could not stop the tremor in her voice.
Kim taehyung (past life)
I was promised that I would be your empress, that I would bear the next emperor…
Jungkook’s gaze hardened, the warmth that had once been there replaced with the coldness of a ruler who knew what he wanted and would not be swayed.
jeon jungkook
That was a promise made by my father, not by me.
He stepped back, his voice growing colder with every word.
jeon jungkook
I have no need for such promises. You will be placed among my concubines, nothing more.
The **weight of his words** sank into her chest like a stone, crushing the air from her lungs.
*Tae’s heart shattered* in that instant, and the room seemed to spin around her.
She felt a *burning ache* in her chest, and for a moment, she couldn’t breathe.
**Her hands trembled**, and her vision blurred as tears welled in her eyes.
She wanted to scream, to demand that he take back his words, but her body betrayed her, freezing her in place.
Jungkook turned to leave, his robes swirling behind him like a shadow,
Leaving Tae standing in the center of the room, **utterly alone**.
The heavy silence in the air was deafening.
Kim taehyung (past life)
No...
She whispered to herself, barely able to form the word.
Kim taehyung (past life)
No, this can't be true...
But it was true. The world she had believed in had crumbled in an instant.
The **promise** was nothing more than a fleeting dream, a lie whispered by a man who had never cared for her.
Jungkook’s words echoed in her ears, each one a dagger to her heart.
For the first time in her life, Tae felt an overwhelming sense of **betrayal**.
Her entire existence had been shaped by the belief that she would rise to become the **empress**, that she would stand beside him as his equal.
And yet, in a single breath, that future had been **ripped away**.
Her knees gave way, and she collapsed onto the cold marble floor, her tears staining the ground beneath her.
**Her heart ached with the rawness of her grief**, and yet a new, darker feeling began to settle in her chest—a feeling she hadn’t expected.
A fierce, burning anger at the man she had once adored, the man she had believed would never betray her.
Tae wiped the tears from her face, her fingers trembling, and slowly, a cold resolve began to take shape in her heart.
**She would not accept this fate.**
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itx_me1489
hiii /Tongue/
2025-03-13
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2024-12-02
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mika0613
its very good to see that tae is not weak here
2024-11-22
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