Regal | Taennie

Regal | Taennie

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"I, Jennie Ruby Jane of House Asteria, pledge my loyalty to his royal highness, Taehyung Ares Delrico, The Crown Prince of the Valorian Empire. "How far does your loyalty lie, Princess Jane?" He stalked towards her, unrelenting even as her back collided against the intricately decorated shelf, knocking over what were undoubtedly critical scrolls of information. "How far can you go?" She couldn't say a word as his hand carefully caressed her cheek, the cool metal of his rings causing a chill to rush down her spine, yet his proximity lighting a fire that burnt deeper than anything that she'd ever felt. Her eyes glazed over as one of his thumbs slightly brushed her lips. "You pledged your loyalty to me, after all. Not the empire." Taking a deep breath, her voice unwavering she spoke. "Should you desire, I shall unleash a fire onto the empire until nothing remains but a dance of flames." Rankings: #3 Taennie #2 bangpink
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not all love story have a sweet happy ending, some have fire ... They said the world always bent for her. Kim Jisoo. She walked into the ballroom draped in crimson silk, her presence slicing through the chatter like a blade. People didn't just look at her - they surrendered to her aura. Money, power, admiration... she had it all. Yet, as the music swelled and glasses clinked, her eyes locked on something she didn't have. Someone. Across the room, he stood - quiet, composed, untouched by the glitter. Kim Taehyung. He wasn't dazzled by wealth or swayed by beauty. He carried himself with the calm of a man who had seen storms but refused to bow to them. A surgeon, brilliant and steady, he was the kind of man people leaned on... yet he leaned on no one. And beside him, a soft laughter rose. Han Eunji. No diamonds adorned her, no spotlight followed her steps. She was the warmth of sunlight after rain, gentle in ways the world often overlooked. Where Jisoo was fire and Taehyung was stone, Eunji was light - the kind of light that didn't demand attention, yet made everything around it glow. Jisoo's lips curved into a smile that didn't reach her eyes. That smile carried a promise. Because in that single moment, she decided: If Taehyung was the stone and Eunji was the light... then she would be the storm. And storms don't ask permission to arrive. They destroy. They claim. They change everything.

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