The next morning, Jungkook woke up in the unfamiliar room of the temple and realized he had fallen asleep without intending to. The first thing he did was check his side. However, no one was there.
He quickly sat up and scanned the bridal chamber until his gaze landed on the princess. She was near the table, chewing on something.
“Princess!”
He cursed himself for not cleaning up the broken glass. Rushing to her side, he saw, to his relief, that she was a safe distance from the glass shards, chewing on the nightgown he had discarded the night before.
“That’s not food. Are you hungry?”
Jungkook tried to take the nightgown from her, but she resisted, flailing her arms. Afraid she might reach for the glass shards, he picked her up. She was so light that he could support her with one hand while wrapping her frail legs around him to secure her position.
Holding her, he used his free hand to rummage through the tray of food from the previous night. He found a dried fig, now wilted.
“Would you like this?” he asked.
Despite offering several items, the princess stubbornly kept the nightgown in her mouth. Jungkook finally buttered a piece of biscuit and offered it to her.
“How about this?”
The princess reluctantly spit out the nightgown and cautiously took the biscuit from him. Seizing the moment, Jungkook quickly took the nightgown away and tossed it aside. As she nibbled on the biscuit, he wiped the crumbs from her lips.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
“Did you call, sir?”
The princess, seemingly pleased with the biscuit, settled comfortably in Jungkook’s arms. He called out to the maid.
“The evidence is on the nightstand. The princess seems hungry, so please prepare some food immediately.”
The maids entered, surprised at the sight of the two of them but quickly busied themselves with their tasks. A priest waiting outside the door peeked in curiously.
Mrs. Maleca collected the sheet with the evidence of consummation from the nightstand and handed it to the priest, confirming the ceremony’s completion. Only then did Jungkook allow himself to relax a bit.
***
The maids took the princess away to bathe her, and after a long while, they returned, stating that she had finished eating as well. Jungkook, unsure of what or how much they had fed her, also had a simple meal of fruit before heading back to the Jeon mansion in the capital.
“…I see.”
Jeon Soo-hyun and Lady Jeon Ji won, waiting stiffly at the mansion’s entrance, greeted them with stern faces. Their expressions showed no sign of warmth as they looked over their son, the princess, and the two maids assigned by the palace.
“Rest for now; you must be tired.
Leaving only those brief words, Soo-hyun and ji won turned away. Jungkook, as usual, made no comment and started to head up to his room when he noticed something.
“Ah, Princess. Please don’t touch that.”
The princess was trying to climb onto the statue of a white bear, the family symbol, which decorated the main entrance. Jungkook, now accustomed to such unexpected behavior, walked over and gently lifted her up.
“The princess…,” he said, then
corrected himself as he turned to the palace maids, conscious of the title. “My wife will be in my care. Go and rest after unpacking.”
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The surviving princess {Liskook}
Romance[DISCONTINUED] "Fine, I shall give you my sister, dearer to me than anything." A bolt from the blue strikes the Jeon family, the heroes of the victory. Jeon Jungkook, the promising heir of a renowned military family, is suddenly ordered to marry the...
