Prince Jeon's Bride |JK|

Prolouge

The land of Ovindale was quite prosperous, plants grew well and fast, the animals fed off the land and produced get product, The village was happy and in good health, Each and everyone of the villagers looked happy from afar.

Y/N, although she had always seen how great the land was and had treated each creature and plant with great care since a child she had never understood why the royal family had no desire to come and visit the village.

Sure, the villages often received messengers from the palace with news or tax collection she had yet to see a royal face in sight.

Now don't get her wrong, she didn't dream of being with a prince or being rich with gold, She simply had curiousity about the subject.

Not to mention, That the young prince who would be taking over they're kingdom in three days time had yet to show his face to the public at all.

Or maybe that is what the town's people thought only, some nights she would look afar to the castle and barely catch a figure of a boy, standing on a balcony of the luxurious place.

Part of her held sadness for the male, he must be so lonely staying in a place  for so long.

Jungkook took a deep breath as he looked at the crown that used to belong to his father, Sitting beside the empty throne, in the empty court room in the glass case where it had been held for many years.

Three days...

Three days and he would take over rule of the entire kingdom in which he had never even seen with his own eyes. Only ever looking over his balcony at night to catch a glimpse of the houses that crowded the streets far from his home.

His father was a good man, He had always told Jungkook that he would make a fit king just like himself.

But Jungkook was unsure, his father couldn't see him now. He couldn't see the tears that rolled from Jungkooks eyes onto his pillow each night, Or the sleepless hours in which he spent in the training room with his sword, The nights of standing in his room with his own arms wrapped around his waist, wishing he had someone to hold.

And to say his mother was a nice person was simply not enough, She was an amazing mother and queen but she worried to much for her son, keeping Jungkook in the walls of the castle his entire life, locking him away from the world outside that he dreamed to reach.

Jungkook stepped up to the throne as he kneeled infront of the empty seat, barely touching it with his fingertips as he bowed his head.

"Father, Tommorow I will have the difficult job of choosing my wife, so I can take over your place as king in a couple days time." He whispered picturing his dad as he spoke each word.

"Please father, my king, Guide me and help me choose the one in which I will learn to love and help me be the king you always thought I could be." He finished his speech and stood, Looking at the chair infront of him with a sad smile.

"I shall hope you watch over me tommorow, my Lord."