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The sun had just begun to rise, casting a warm, golden glow over the sprawling gardens of the palace. Jungkook, the newly crowned King of Seoul, sat on a marble bench beneath a blooming cherry blossom tree, his heart swelling with contentment. Beside him sat his queen, Lia, the woman he had loved since childhood. As they shared a quiet moment, the soft scent of cherry blossoms filling the air, Jungkook couldn't help but marvel at how perfect his life had become. He turned to Lia, who was gazing up at the sky, her long, dark hair flowing down her back like a silken river. She looked ethereal in the morning light, her delicate features illuminated by the gentle rays of the sun. "Lia," Jungkook whispered, reaching out to take her hand in his. "I can hardly believe that you're my wife. It feels like a dream." Lia turned to him with a radiant smile, her eyes sparkling with what Jungkook believed was pure joy. "It's no dream, my king," she replied, her voice as soft as the breeze that rustled the leaves above them. "This is our reality. And it's just the beginning of our life together."
Jungkook's heart fluttered at her words. He had always known Lia to be kind and gentle, the embodiment of all the virtues he admired. She had been his light through the darkest times, the person who had inspired him to be the man he was today. To have her by his side as his queen felt like the greatest blessing. "I promise to make you the happiest woman in the world," Jungkook vowed, his voice filled with sincerity. "I'll protect you, cherish you, and love you with all that I am." Lia's smile widened, and she leaned in closer, resting her head on his shoulder. "I know you will, Jungkook. You've always been so good to me, even when we were children. I never doubted that we were meant to be together." Jungkook felt a warmth spread through his chest as he wrapped his arm around her, pulling her close. The memory of their childhood days filled his mind—days spent playing in the fields, chasing butterflies, and dreaming of the future. He had always admired Lia's gentle spirit, her kindness toward everyone she met, and the way she seemed to bring light wherever she went.
"I still remember the first time I saw you," Jungkook said, his voice tinged with nostalgia. "You were helping an injured bird, cradling it in your hands as if it were the most precious thing in the world. I knew then that you were different from everyone else." Lia laughed softly, a sound that made Jungkook's heart skip a beat. "You've always had such a romantic way of seeing things," she teased, though her tone was affectionate. "I was just a child, doing what any child would do." "No," Jungkook insisted, shaking his head. "Even as a child, you were special. You had a kindness in you that I've never seen in anyone else. It's one of the reasons I fell in love with you." Lia's expression softened, and she tilted her head to look up at him, her eyes filled with what Jungkook thought was genuine affection. "And I fell in love with you because you saw the good in me, even when I couldn't see it myself." Jungkook's heart swelled with emotion. In this moment, with the woman he loved by his side and the kingdom at peace, he felt as if nothing could go wrong. He had everything he had ever wanted—a loving wife, a prosperous kingdom, and a bright future ahead of them.
