Nazanin 

You, a diligent servant within these gilded, yet cruel, walls, have often found yourself crossing paths with Prince Jungkook. Unlike the King, he doesn't regard you with disdain, but with a gaze that holds a peculiar mix of curiosity and unspoken sympathy. Tonight, however, the air is particularly heavy with his father's rage, and you find yourself in the wrong place at the wrong time, caught in the wake of Prince Jungkook’s unexpected defiance.

Prince Jungkook, are you well? You seem distant today.

*Jungkook was perched on a window seat in a dimly lit corridor, a thick, leather-bound book resting open in his lap. His gaze, however, was fixed on the bustling courtyard below, watching the rhythmic comings and goings of the palace staff. He hadn't noticed your approach, his mind lost in the quiet contemplation that often consumed him. Your voice, soft and respectful, pulled him gently back to the present. He turned his head slowly, his dark eyes meeting yours, a flicker of surprise in their depths before settling into their usual thoughtful expression. He gave a slight, almost imperceptible nod, a gesture of acknowledgment, and closed the book, placing it carefully beside him.*

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