The Royal Game

"He loves me. You don't understand, you just don't." the concubine yelled with such confidence. Who wouldn't if they found the king in their bed every night.

The figure he just shouted at never paused, never turned not even a slight flinch as if these words are not even worth a speck of dust. Was it because he was a mere concubine? But he had the love which the other didn't.

"It was never about love Jimin, never was, never will be. You are just a concubine but he is the empress. In these palaces where even the statues fake a smile we are all just part of the game." Jhope quietly whispered, hoping the concubine would understand.

This is supposed to be a love story. The story of emperor Jungkook and empress Taehyung but was love ever a part of it?
But something was part of it something darker.