MELODY || Jikook ||

♬ The king's touch ♬

King Jungkook made his way to his regal chamber, Upon entering he found Advisor Min,With a serious expression, Jungkook addressed Advisor Min
"I need your assistance in ensuring that everything within the harem is handled correctly from this point forward." Advisor Min nodded in understanding, his eyes reflecting the same determination as the King.
"Of course, Your Majesty. I will do my utmost to assist you in maintaining order and justice."

Jungkook continued, "In the wake of the recent events, I want a system in place to oversee the harem, to ensure that such injustices are never repeated. I want concubines to feel safe and protected."

Advisor Min replied, "I will begin immediately, Your Majesty. We will establish protocols and positions to uphold the values of fairness and security within the harem."

Advisor Min, ever perceptive and astute, couldn't help but dig a little deeper.
"Your Majesty, if I may inquire further," he began, his tone respectful but curious, "Is there a specific reason that has led to this change in your perspective? A recent event, perhaps?"

King Jungkook hesitated, his thoughts returning to Jimin and the cruel punishment he had endured. The memory of Jimin's pain and suffering weighed heavily on his mind, and he chose his words carefully.
"There has been an incident in the harem that opened my eyes to the need for change. A grave injustice was committed against my.....umm...an innocent concubine. I cannot let such cruelty persist within the palace."

Advisor Min nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. "I see, Your Majesty. Your determination to right this wrong and ensure justice is admirable. I will do my utmost to assist you in bringing about the necessary reforms."

Advisor min had noticed the King's newfound interest in the harem and suspected that it might be connected to a specific concubine, but he chose not to pry further or make assumptions. Instead, he remained discreet, ready to assist the King in whatever way he could to bring about the necessary changes and reforms within the harem.

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Jimin awoke to find hyuri, his loyal maid, sitting beside him. His body still ached from the ordeal he had endured, but he was determined to regain some semblance of normalcy. In a soft voice, he said, "hyuri, I'd like to change my clothes."

Hyuri, ever the loyal and attentive maid, nodded and rose from her place by Jimin's side. "Of course, Master.
I'll fetch your new clothes right away," she assured him before gracefully exiting the room.
Jimin watched her leave, grateful for her unwavering support during this challenging time.

He cast a glance Down in his clothes which looks dirty and bloody.
He determined to change out of the bloodied and soiled hanbok, summoned his strength. He knew he needed to get up from the bed, despite the pain that still pulsed through his body. He shifted slowly, his movements tentative, wincing as each motion sent discomfort rippling through his form.With great effort, he managed to sit on the edge of the bed, his gaze locked onto his tattered hanbok.

The fabric bore the cruel reminders of the unjust punishment he had endured. Jimin felt a mixture of anger and resolve welling up within him.His trembling fingers reached for the ties of his hanbok, Gritting his teeth, he mustered the determination to shed the robe, but the pain that shot through his hands and shoulder caused him to wince. Beads of perspiration formed on his forehead as he continued to struggle, unaware that someone was approaching.

He heard footsteps drawing nearer, and relief washed over him as he assumed it was hyuri, who had come to his aid. Still focused on his task, he called out in a voice laden with discomfort,
"Please, hyuri, could you help me with this robe?" Jimin's eyes remained fixed on the fabric before him, unable to turn and see who had entered the chamber.

The simple act of shedding the robe had become a Herculean task, and he longed to be free of it, free from the painful memories it held.

The moment the gentle fingers brushed against Jimin's skin, a shiver ran down his spine, sending his heartbeat into a frenzied rhythm. The touch was different, electrifying, and it stirred a whirlwind of emotions within him. His breath hitched in his throat as he realized that this touch wasn't like any other.

Jimin's body tensed, and he slowly turned his head, his eyes widening as he saw who was standing there. It wasn't hyuri. It was the one person he hadn't expected to see.

Before him stood King Jungkook, his gaze deep and intense, his eyes locked onto Jimin's trembling form. Jimin's heart raced, and he struggled to find his voice. All he could manage was a soft, bewildered, "Your Majesty?"

To be continued...

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