Rebirth of the Emperor's Betrayed Concubine
**no more mistakes**
Tae was thrown into a **dark cell** in the lower chambers of the palace, her hands shackled to the cold stone wall.
The air was damp, the silence deafening. **She could feel her life slipping away**, the overwhelming sense of **betrayal** cutting deeper than any physical wound.
Tae collapsed to the floor, tears streaming down her face as she realized that there would be no escape.
The **emperor** had abandoned her.
The people who had once cared for her had turned their backs. **She had no one**.
In her final moments, she whispered to herself, her voice barely audible through the choking tears.
Kim taehyung (past life)
I loved you, Jungkook. I gave everything to you.
The sound of her breathing grew shallow, her vision blurry as darkness slowly overtook her.
The sharp pain in her chest was like the **final blow** in a life that had been broken long ago.
Kim taehyung (past life)
Why… why didn’t you believe me?
Kim taehyung (past life)
why I have to *pay* the **price** to **love** you.
Kim taehyung (past life)
I..... only **wish ** to be **loved ** by you
And then, with one last breath, Tae’s body went limp.
**Her heart stopped beating**, and the woman who had once been promised the throne, who had once been full of dreams, was gone.
Her body was left to rot in the cold, unforgiving dungeon—an **unseen casualty** of the political machinations of those who had once claimed to love her.
Tae sat up slowly, her eyes wide in the dim light of the room.
The memories of her past life flooded her, overwhelming her senses.
It was as if everything had been **rewound**, and she was **back** at the start, her body young again, her position still **fragile**.
But one thing had changed—**everything**.
jeon taehyung (tae)
💭.I had been given a second chance
jeon taehyung (tae)
💭.and this time, I will determined not to make the same mistakes.
Her hands clenched the sheets beneath her as the **burning rage** that had once consumed her returned, but this time it was **controlled**, **calculated**.
She wouldn’t let her emotions spill out; she wouldn’t let anyone know that she had memories of the future, that she knew what had happened to her.
No, this time, she would act as she always had—quiet, obedient, and **non-threatening**.
**A pawn**, just like in her past life, but with a secret edge of power she hadn’t had before.
jeon taehyung (tae)
💭.I knew exactly what I needed to do.
The door opened, and **Jungkook** stepped into her chambers.
He looked the same—tall, imposing, and regal in his **golden robes**.
His face was set in the same **expressionless mask** that had always made her feel small, insignificant.
Her chest tightened with that familiar feeling of **unworthiness**, but this time, it wasn’t because of him.
It was the **strategy** behind her actions that kept her calm.
Jungkook’s eyes flicked over her, and he hesitated for a moment as if noticing a slight shift in her demeanor.
But she kept her **eyes down**, lowering her head slightly to appear **submissive**, as she had before.
He still didn’t know the truth. He still didn’t know that she had memories of the future, that she was ready to make him **pay**.
He approached her, his voice low and formal as always.
She met his eyes briefly, her heart beating hard in her chest, but outwardly, she was calm, almost detached.
jeon taehyung (tae)
Your Majesty,
She replied softly, bowing her head respectfully as she had done before.
Her voice sounded just as it had in the past—gentle, subservient.
She needed to keep up the same act, the same front.
It was the only way to survive. But internally, she was already calculating, already analyzing the **weaknesses** in the system that had doomed her before.
jeon jungkook
I trust, you’re well?
Jungkook asked, his eyes scanning her face. He was trying to read her, as always, but she had learned to hide her emotions so well.
She would give him nothing to see, nothing to **distract** him from the path she intended to take.
jeon taehyung (tae)
I’m well, Your Majesty,
She answered, still keeping her head down. The words felt like a lie, but they slipped easily from her lips.
She was used to pretending, used to showing no emotion, even when everything inside her screamed with anger and **betrayal**.
As the moments passed, Tae allowed herself to become an invisible presence once again.
She sat, her back straight, her eyes lowered as she **mimicked** her past behavior perfectly.
The role she had once played so naturally, the one that had led to her downfall, was the same one she would play now—but with a new understanding of the power dynamics at play.
jeon taehyung (tae)
💭.I know how this game is played now,
She thought, her mind cold and calculating.
jeon taehyung (tae)
💭.This time, I will take the pieces before they can take me.
She watched Jungkook, her eyes barely lifting to meet his once more.
He was still the same—a man bound by his **imperial duties**, disconnected from the people around him.
She had once thought she could earn his love, his loyalty, but now she knew better.
His **heart** was a prize she would never win, but **power**—that was something she could take.
Jungkook shifted, his eyes lingering on her for a moment longer than usual, but he did not speak.
Instead, he turned and made his way toward the door, his guards following him in silence.
As he exited, Tae felt a familiar pang of **sadness**, but it was quickly smothered by a deeper, darker emotion—**resentment**.
jeon taehyung (tae)
Not this time, Jungkook. Not this time.
Her hands tightened into fists as she watched his back disappear through the door.
Tae lay back down, but this time, she did not let herself relax.
Instead, her mind raced with plans, ideas, and strategies.
Her **rebirth** was a gift, but it was also a burden.
She could not reveal the truth to anyone—not yet.
To the emperor, to the Empress Dowager, to the **court**, she would be the same **Tae** they remembered: a girl who had no **voice**, no **power**.
But deep inside her, she had a fire burning. It was the fire of **revenge**, but this time, it would be **patient**, **methodical**, and **controlled**.
She would bide her time, play the part of the humble concubine, and wait for the perfect moment to strike.
jeon taehyung (tae)
There were no more mistakes. **No more mistakes.**
She would gain the **emperor’s trust**, the **Empress Dowager’s favor**, and when the moment was right, when she had positioned herself perfectly, she would take back what was once promised to her.
jeon taehyung (tae)
I will not fall again.
Her heart still ached with the memories of the betrayal, but now, those emotions only served to **strengthen her resolve**.
Every step would be calculated. Every action would have a purpose. The emperor, the concubines, the Empress Dowager—all of them were **pawns** in a game that only she could control now.
jeon taehyung (tae)
The court would never see it coming.
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Comments
I really don't want love or forgiveness for jk please authy
2025-01-13
5
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ohhhhh I am loving this 😁😁😁
2024-12-02
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yes make them pay
2024-12-02
5