The King of Hearts' garden was a perfectly orchestrated spectacle of extravagance and chaos. Scarlet roses climbed golden arches, card gardeners hurried about their work, and a river of black tea meandered between marble fountains.

Upon a throne adorned with thorns and glittering gems, Jimin was reclining, his chin resting on his gloved hand, an expression of boredom painted on his face.

Beside him, a crystal goblet filled with blood-red wine flickered in the chandelier light. With a melodious sigh, she let her fingers trace the rim of the goblet, her gaze wandering over the vast empty room.

"It's all so...predictable” he murmured, her voice caressing the air like a dark melody. "Flattery, fear, gifts...and yet none of it manages to amuse me enough."

He swirled the glass slowly, watching the liquid catch the light before taking a sip. Then a sly smile curved his lips.

"Perhaps it's time for a little chaos. What would a king be without a new game to play?"