MY CROWN PRINCE | JEON JUNGKOOK

Episode 10: The Unyielding Hearts

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The young woman walked silently, unaware of the recent events. She could hear footsteps behind her; he was following, his smile wide with happiness.

She halted and turned to face him.

"Wae?" she inquired.

Taehyung raised an eyebrow, puzzled.

"What?" he asked in return.

"Why didst thou act thus? She is the princess," she said, her tone reflecting concern.

"I care not. I do not love her," Taehyung replied firmly.

"Well, I am uncertain. Minha must be waiting for me," she said, bowing slightly before turning to leave.

Taehyung sighed softly.

Entering her room, she searched for Minha, but found the room empty.

"Minha? Where art thou?" she called out in vain.

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"Who art thou?" Minha demanded of the man before her, whose gaze was filled with affection.

She waved her hand in front of his face.

"I asked, who art thou? What dost thou here?" she pressed.

"Minha?" Jungkook's voice held a hint of recognition.

Minha's brow furrowed.

"Wae? How dost thou know my name?" she queried.

Jungkook stepped closer, a look of frustration on his face.

"Do you not remember me?" he asked with a touch of exasperation.

"Eh? Crown Prince?" she jested.

Jungkook chuckled.

"Aye, something of the sort. I am Jungkook," he introduced himself.

Minha turned away, ignoring him.

Jungkook, taken aback, continued.

"Pray, dost thou not remember my name?" he asked once more.

"I told thee before, I know thee not," she shouted.

She turned her back to him, but Jungkook's voice followed.

"'Twas twelve years ago. I have awaited thee. I shall marry thee, dost thou remember now?" he declared.

Minha stopped and turned, scrutinizing his features.

"Andwae! Andwae! Thou canst not be—he was—no, I mean," she stammered.

Jungkook knelt to her level and pinched her cheek.

"Dost thou mean I am not ugly now?" he whispered.

"A-ani! Thou art not merely ugly; thou art the ugliest! And thy teeth—verily, do not think of this marriage. I refuse, and if thou dost not know me, I shall—ju-jung!" she shouted.

"Jungkook," he corrected with a smile.

"Yea, whatever. I am leaving," she said defiantly.

Jungkook wrapped his arms around her waist. She struggled, but his strength prevailed.

"Heavens! I did not realize how beautiful thou art when thou art angry. One thing I shall assure: I shall make thee mine. I am capable of such, dost thou understand? I shall return on the morrow, and thou must be present," he whispered.

"Wae? I will not come! Release me!" she demanded.

Jungkook smirked.

"I shall see," he said.