Your wonderful laugh. Your beautiful eyes. Your sweet and humble self.

That's what Jungkook remembered of you before you disappeared.

You were his love, his soul, his heart, his everything.

And he was yours.

But you disappeared.

You were in a war with his kingdom...

And your kingdom caught the prince, Jungkook.

He was a hostage, being tortured for information.

In the ballroom, so not in the dungeon, since he was still a prince.

But he was bound with shackles, on his wrists and ankles, that were burning. Iron hot.

Torturous.

He didn't know who was keeping him hostage.

Until he saw you, grown up. His soulmate in all your majesty.

His heart probably shattered. Fate...fate was playing with him. Twisting and turning him. His soulmate turned the enemy. Fate was cruel.

"Long time no see." He croaked out, his voice weak from exhaustion.