When Royalties Clash | JJk ff

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Author's pov:

"You were willing to let it happen to your own child. Are you really that spineless?" He looked at her like he didn't even know her. He always thought he knew the extent of things she could go to but he was wrong. Her obsession for power knew no bounds. He chuckled in disbelief.

He was mad at himself for even thinking she had a spine, for thinking she had a heart atleast for her own blood. But it didn't matter to her. It never did. Jungkook had already served his purpose in her life and that was to bind his father to her for eternity, to make her hold and position in the hierarchy valid. A queen serves the purpose of producing a heir to the kingdom. The first born from the first queen shall become the king.

She had it all planned out. Jungkook would be her vessel. He'd rule, he'd make decisions, he'd wade wars all on her one command. He'd listen to her and her alone. He'll attain greater power and lay it all at her feet.

But one fine day changed it all.

The child who was ready to go against god for his Mother saw her in a completely different light. That day began the downfall of Jeon Yura and was born Jeon Jungkook who buried the obedient little son of Yura somewhere in the depths of enlightenment from the truth.

"I can't believe I thought you'd take my side." Yura stared at him feeling mixed emotions. She felt exposed. She was bewildered as more tears streamed down his eyes. He was crying. Jungkook was crying. He always seemed to be incapable of such human emotions. "Were you proud of this- this wench when she tried to follow your footsteps? You must have gone like - 'Now she is even more perfect to be my daughter in law'. Tell me, Mother."

She wanted to explain, talk! Her tongue was tied. The gravity of the situation dawned on her. But mind you, she didn't want to explain herself or justify her reasons, she wanted to get out of that suffocating cave, away from her uncontrolled son.

Everything he ever accused her of were definitely the deeds she did when younger. Jungkook was a rape child. His father refused to touch her, so she had to find ways to get a baby in her belly. She began slow poisoning him, giving him adequate amounts of drugs to slowly render him hollow from the inside. Spiking his food with depressants so he'd fall in a deep sleep and she'd execute her plan without any trouble. She'd clean him off and dress him up as if nothing happened. Once, the quantity of the drug wasn't adequate and his eyes opened halfway to see her on top of him. After that, he accused her for her crimes, hated her existence but couldn't expose her.

What could he have said? A woman raped a man? It even sounds wrong and funny. She was the queen and he couldn't afford to let the public question the entire council, the royals and their ways just because of one filthy human. Just when he was about to execute a plan, a plan of making her physically handicapped, breaking her legs so she stays away from him and his kingdom, she got pregnant. He couldn't bring himself to hurt her anymore. Even if the child in her stomach wasn't his, he couldn't ever hurt it. It was innocent and it was his. He did feel helpless but it was overpowered by a strong pull he felt towards that child.
Maybe he can bring some light in my life.

"But now I refuse to get hurt by you." He growled at her, his unblinking eyes and unwavering focus again making her feel like a speck infront of his giant presence. "I refuse to sit back like father did." He turned around and she finally breathed chunks of air.

He neared a very scared Eun Ae who aggressively pulled at the ropes watching him approach her with predatory steps. She ignored the pain from the cramps and muscle pulls from staying in the same position for too long. 

Shutting her eyes tight, she cried sensing him stand ahead of her. This wasn't the man she wished to marry. This was a monster with an angel's face. The way his face still radiated nothing while he did those horrid things made her question her own knowledge about him.