Faceless Existence; The love of the beast (Taekook)

Taehyung

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   The night had cast its heavy veil over the castle, and darkness swirled around me as I paced anxiously through the corridors. Panic gripped my heart, squeezing it in a vise-like grip, and I could feel the cold sweat on my brow.

I had just left Jungkook's chamber, my heart heavy with the weight of the secret I was hiding. His suspicious gaze had pierced through me, and I knew he sensed something was amiss. My inability to meet his eyes or provide an explanation only fueled his doubts.

The spirits' warnings echoed in my mind, their relentless voices accusing me of treachery. I had been tasked with a dangerous mission by the Royal Priest, one that I couldn't refuse without endangering my sister's life. It was a poison that I had been ordered to administer to Jungkook, a betrayal of trust that cut me to my core.

But Jungkook had grown distant, and I couldn't bear to burden him with the truth. My silence had created a chasm between us, one that threatened to swallow our bond whole.

As I paced, I berated myself for the choices I had made. I had entered this castle with the intention of protecting Jungkook, of guiding him through the darkness that clung to him. But now, I found myself trapped in a web of lies and deceit, with no way out.

I couldn't let Jungkook discover the truth. I couldn't let the Royal Priest's cruel threat harm my sister. And so, I was left with the heavy weight of my own guilt, a secret that threatened to consume me from within.

Regret gnawed at my conscience like a ravenous beast as I realized what I had just done. I had followed the Royal Priest's cruel orders to the letter, slipping three drops of poison into Jungkook's meal as he had commanded. My hands had trembled uncontrollably as I carried out this heinous act, my heart pounding like a war drum with every step I took toward Jungkook's chamber.

My mind had been a tempest of turmoil, torn between my loyalty to Jungkook and the desperate need to protect my sister, Su-na. The threat the Royal Priest had made against her life had hung over me like a sword, and I had felt powerless to defy his cruel will.

As I stood outside Jungkook's chamber, my heart ached with guilt and despair. What had I become? How had I allowed myself to betray the one person who had shown me kindness and understanding in this cursed castle?

Relief washed over me like a cool breeze when I realized that Jungkook had not touched the poisoned food. It was a small consolation, but it meant that I had not yet caused him harm. But the danger still loomed, and I knew that I could not escape the darkness that had engulfed me.

I paced back and forth outside Jungkook's chamber, my thoughts a chaotic whirlwind. The weight of my actions pressed upon me, threatening to suffocate me with its enormity. I had to find a way to undo the damage I had wrought, to protect Jungkook from the insidious threat that now lurked within these castle walls.

But as I grappled with my guilt and shame, one thing was painfully clear—I was trapped in a web of deceit, and there was no easy escape.

As I continued to pace back and forth in the castle grounds, consumed by guilt and anxiety, my ears suddenly caught a horrifying sound that froze me in my tracks. It was a shrill, piercing scream—a woman's voice filled with terror and agony. Dread clenched my heart in an iron grip, and a cold shiver ran down my spine.

Without a second thought, I followed the source of the scream, my footsteps echoing loudly in the eerie silence of the night. The voice grew louder, more desperate, and I could feel my pulse quicken with each step. Images of Su-na, my beloved sister, flashed before my eyes. Had the Royal Priest's cruel threats come to fruition? Was she suffering because of my actions?