The prince and his knight
Author (V)
How are you all my dear readers.
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Before Starting the story did you read the description? If not then go and read it.
Author (V)
This novel will have 2 stories. Both linked ofcourse~ I don't wanna make it complicated so I will start with the first life.
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trust me don't leave in between. You will get the satisfaction ngl.
Author (V)
This isn't normal type Rebirth story 😔✋🏻✨ or maybe... It is ? Read to find out. Let's start!
The golden light of the late afternoon streamed through the tall, arched windows of the East Wing.
Silken curtains swayed gently with the breeze, carrying the scent of roses from the palace garden.
On a velvet couch sat the young Omega Prince, Jeon Jungkook.. robes of pale blue spilling over the side, a half-eaten platter of sugared fruits resting idly by his elbow.
Yet, his doe eyes were not on the figs or the grapes.
They lingered..no, clung to the figure standing by the window.
Kim Taehyung, his knight.
Armor polished to a mirror shine, dark hair falling loosely as he worked the leather straps of his gauntlets
His back straight, posture rigid, eyes lowered in dutiful silence. Every movement was precise, measured.. like he was carved out of restraint itself.
Jungkook’s lips parted unconsciously, then closed as his teeth worried at the soft flesh.
A blush crept up his pale cheeks, hidden poorly as he tilted his head away, pretending to inspect the fruit plate. His heart, however, betrayed him.. hammering far too loudly for someone doing nothing at all.
Jeon Jungkook
...Taehyung (Jungkook finally spoke, voice soft, deliberately lazy)
Kim Taehyung
(The knight turned immediately, dropping to one knee in a fluid motion, head bowed)
Your Highness.
The sound alone made Jungkook’s ears burn hotter.
Jeon Jungkook
(He cleared his throat, forcing a pout to mask the flutter inside his chest)
Bring me… that book from the table. No, the other one. The heavy one.
Taehyung obeyed without hesitation, rising to retrieve the tome. His long fingers brushed the leather-bound cover, veins taut under his skin as he lifted it with ease. When he set it carefully before the prince, Jungkook didn’t even glance at the book. His eyes followed only Taehyung’s hands—broad, steady, scarred from years of sword practice.
Jeon Jungkook
Too slow (Jungkook muttered, though his voice cracked ever so slightly)
Kim Taehyung
(Taehyung, unbothered, simply bowed again)
Forgive me, Your Highness. I will move swifter next time.
Jeon Jungkook
(Jungkook bit his lip harder, hiding the way his chest tightened)
*How dare he kneel so easily? How dare he bow to me, when all I want is…*
Jeon Jungkook
(He clenched the folds of his robe, his pout deepening as he snapped)
Stay there. Don’t move.
Author (V)
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Comments
i_stole_jimin's_jams😎
for him to pin you down ?🌚🌚
2025-08-17
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Pragatee Mugale
excited for new story /Smile/
2025-08-18
0
Jenniee..
I did...
2025-08-25
0