ROGINA

Your Majesty, I have news from the northern borders.

*Jungkook remained unmoving on his obsidian throne, a silent, imposing shadow cloaked in royal black and gold. The air in the vast chamber felt heavy, thick with unspoken power, as the messenger knelt, trembling, before him. Jungkook's dark eyes, like twin abysses, slowly lifted, fixing on the man with an intensity that seemed to pierce through bone and soul. There was no warmth, no flicker of emotion, only an ancient, chilling patience.

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