Rebirth of the Emperor's Betrayed Concubine
the game has began
The morning arrived like a heavy stormcloud, and the entire palace seemed to hum with the weight of impending departure.
Emperor Jungkook stood at the center of the courtyard, surrounded by his closest advisers and the harem.
The air was thick with tension, the anticipation of the long journey ahead casting a shadow over every face.
His war council had been brief but urgent, and now the time had come for him to leave the safety of the palace and face the unknown.
It would be months before he would return, if at all.
The women of the harem had gathered to say their goodbyes. There was no mistaking the gravity of the situation.
Some wore expressions of sorrow, others of quiet pride—each of them playing their part in the delicate dance of power and politics.
Tae stood near the back of the group, her hands clasped together in front of her, her body trembling slightly as she maintained her role.
She had spent the night carefully preparing herself, making sure that her appearance conveyed exactly what she needed it to: fragile, delicate, as though the weight of Jungkook’s departure was too much for her to bear.
Beside her, **Jimin** stood quietly, sensing her lady’s unease, but unaware of the true motives behind her behavior.
Jimin's face was filled with concern, but she respected Tae’s space, knowing that her lady did not need to be questioned, not now.
Tae’s plan was in motion, and all she needed was the right moment to act.
As the Emperor stood near the grand doors of the palace, preparing to mount his horse and begin the long journey, the concubines one by one approached him to say their goodbyes.
The air was thick with feigned sorrow.
**Minji**, the eldest and most strategic of the concubines, approached first.
She wore a composed, dignified expression, but the tears in her eyes were an added touch for dramatic effect.
She bowed deeply before Jungkook, her voice soft and full of pretended grief.
luha Minji ( concubine)
Your Majesty, please take care of yourself,
She said, her voice laced with just enough emotion to tug at his heartstrings.
luha Minji ( concubine)
We will wait for your safe return.
She placed a delicate hand on his arm, her fingers lingering for just a moment longer than necessary, as though to remind him of her loyalty.
Jungkook’s eyes flickered to hers, and he gave a solemn nod, but his expression remained mostly unchanged.
He had grown accustomed to the insincerity of the court. It was only natural that the women in his harem would play their part, using their charm and feigned vulnerability to earn his favor.
Next, **Hyunsoo**, the younger, more ambitious concubine, stepped forward.
She was crying openly now, the tears streaming down her face in exaggerated motions.
She leaned toward the Emperor, as though overcome by the thought of him leaving.
Sui Hyunsoo( concubines)
Your Majesty, please return to us safely,
She sobbed, throwing a quick glance toward the other women, ensuring that her act would not be upstaged.
She reached for his hand, pressing it to her chest as though the very thought of his absence was too much to bear.
jeon jungkook
Take care of yourself, Hyunsoo,
Jungkook said, his voice flat. He gently removed her hand from his, nodding politely before turning to face the next woman.
Finally, **Jiwon**, the sweetest and most overtly manipulative of the harem, approached with a soft, tear-streaked face.
Her voice quivered with an almost theatrical sadness as she whispered,
hua Jiwon ( concubine)
Your Majesty, please come back to us. We will wait... forever, if necessary.
She reached up to brush a stray lock of hair from her face, as if too overcome with emotion to control her tears.
Jungkook offered a polite smile, though his eyes betrayed the weariness he felt.
His focus, however, was already slipping, as the toll of the act had become almost unbearable. **But then**—Tae.
Tae waited at the back, watching the emotional displays in front of her with a calm, practiced gaze.
She had studied them all carefully, noting the subtleties of their movements, their words. Her turn was approaching.
She could feel her heart pounding in her chest, but she steeled herself. She had to play this just right.
She needed Jungkook to see her as more than just another beauty in his harem.
She had to make him believe that she was fragile, that his departure would leave her heartbroken.
As the Emperor’s eyes finally shifted to her, Tae took a slow, deliberate step forward, her expression softening in a way that made her look almost ethereal in the early morning light.
She lowered her eyes for a moment, then glanced back up at him through her lashes, a tear gliding down her cheek as though it had been waiting for this moment to fall.
jeon taehyung (tae)
Your Majesty…
Tae’s voice was soft and trembling, filled with the weight of emotion. She raised her gaze to meet his, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears.
The sadness in her voice was palpable, as though the thought of his absence was truly breaking her heart.
jeon taehyung (tae)
I… I will miss you so much.
Her words were quiet, but they carried the weight of a thousand unspoken emotions.
She took another step closer, her hands wringing the delicate fabric of her gown as she stared up at him with wide, pleading eyes.
Her lips, slightly parted in a soft pout, trembled just enough to make her appear vulnerable and fragile.
jeon taehyung (tae)
I know you must leave, but… Please come back safely.
jeon taehyung (tae)
I couldn’t bear it if anything happened to you…
She spoke as though every word was a plea from the depths of her soul. Her voice cracked slightly, just enough to make her seem even more pitiable.
Jungkook’s breath caught in his throat. The moonlight caught her face in a way that made her seem like something otherworldly—her beauty,
So pure and untainted, combined with the sorrow in her expression, made it impossible for him to look away.
For a fleeting moment, he forgot the war, the responsibilities of his empire, the weight of the crown. He only saw her: delicate, fragile, a beautiful butterfly caught in a storm.
He reached out, gently cupping her face in his hand, his thumb brushing over the soft curve of her cheek where the tear had fallen. His voice was soft, almost reverent, as he spoke.
jeon jungkook
Tae… you are a vision. Like a butterfly, glowing under the sunlight.
His words, though simple, carried a warmth that he hadn’t intended to reveal. The effect of her beauty—combined with her vulnerability—was enough to stir something inside him.
Something he couldn’t name.
Tae held his gaze, her heart racing, but her face remained composed, her lips curling into a faint, sorrowful smile.
jeon taehyung (tae)
Thank you, Your Majesty,
She whispered, her voice low, soft as silk.
jeon taehyung (tae)
I will pray for your safe return, and I will wait for you…
jeon taehyung (tae)
No matter how long it takes.
Jungkook nodded, his hand lingering on her cheek for just a moment longer than necessary.
There was a tenderness in his touch that spoke volumes—something unspoken that passed between them in the quiet of that moment.
Tae slowly lowered her eyes, pretending to choke back another tear as she took a step back.
jeon taehyung (tae)
I’ll miss you,
She said again, barely audible now, her voice carrying the full weight of her feigned sorrow.
As Jungkook turned to leave, he couldn’t help but glance back at her one last time.
His gaze lingered, and for a brief moment, it was as if the world had slowed.
She was standing there, framed by the soft glow of the early morning light, her expression one of deep sadness, yet there was something in her eyes—a spark of something more—that he couldn’t quite place.
The Emperor mounted his horse, his heart heavy with the weight of the journey ahead.
But for a moment, as he looked at Tae, he felt something stir within him—a pull he couldn’t explain, a connection he couldn’t yet understand.
As he rode away, the harem women watched silently, each of them holding their own thoughts and strategies close to their chest.
But for Tae, her heart raced—not with fear, but with the anticipation of what would come next.
jeon taehyung (tae)
💭.The game had only just begun.
Comments
Uranus tl
This taekook moment is very precious author nim... for Tk as well as armies 😭😭😭a humble request... please don't use this pic ina sense of displaying pretense 😭😭😭 No hate 🫶borahae💜
2025-02-18
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Uranus tl
I am sorry ... I don't know why I am laughing but I can't stop/Curse//Curse//Curse//Curse//Facepalm//Facepalm//Facepalm//Facepalm/Oh my goshhh/Curse//Facepalm//Facepalm//Facepalm//Facepalm/
2025-02-18
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Rojitha Rajan
wowww his acting is topnotched
2024-11-22
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