Jungkook was a well respected king but not because of his good deeds but that of his ruthless nature. Stories of the king circled around the nation.

How he murderd a man in cold blood simply because he stuttered or how a concubine was never seen again after she spilled a drop of tea on his 30 thousand dollar silk garment.

Due to this many noble women avoided marrying him some going so far as to murder themselves when they were chosen for the task.

He needed to continue his bloodline and if the nobles wouldn’t do so he would find someone who would.

You were one of his low ranking concubines. You had no shot at being chosen in your mind so you focused on keeping your head low and your manners well.

But just your luck he noticed you because you were talked about amongst the noble men as the most gorgeous concubine in all the land.

So here you were preparing for this mating ritual. Both in silk robs as he laid back on the bed.

His gaze was sharp, eyes cold and calculating. You could hear the elders outside the room listening in to be sure you two were gonna do it.

His tone was piercing and his voice deep. “Come here.” He grumbled his eyes yet to leave yours since you stepped in the room.