Deadline-Park Jisung

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⚠️mentions of suicide⚠️

Jisung's P.O.V

"Your majesty please just take a second to think-" "Fuck you." I growled. "If she's dead then I have no real reason to be alive." "Jisung you can't do this to your kingdom-" Taeyong tries time reason with me but I shut him down. "You and Hyera have been running this kingdom for years, and you're having a child who will be able to run the kingdom in my place, all I ask is that I get to rejoin my dead lover, can't you grant me this? Brother?"

"No." Taeyong snaps. "Guards take him and lock him away in his room. Be sure to remove anything he can use to harm or kill himself with." "NO YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME!" I screamed as they took me away from Haeun's body. "Don't worry, she'll have a funeral fit for a Queen." Taeyong assures me as he picks her up and walks away.

I had to be restrained for the first week of my isolation because I would constantly find new mays to escape and commit the ultimate sin. I'm going to hell anyway might as well speed up the process.

If this time alone was supposed to help me, it's having the opposite effect. All I can do is think about her. Every second I'm away from her all I feel is pain, suffering, emptiness. Without her I'll never be happy again..my other half of my soul.

After a month I was at least allowed to venture outside and take in fresh air. I've been having nightmares every single night about the way Haeun died. Trying to deal with her being gone is still hard, never any easier. But distracting myself has been helping a little.

I tried everything. Training, fighting, book studies. I even sought out different women from across the land to try and satisfy my intense hunger for blood and affection. But bringing other women into my bed and drinking them dry in the end never kept me satisfied.