The love story of a powerful king and his power- his QUEEN.
"My Queen~"
"Stop calling me that!! I will NEVER be your QUEEN!"
"Let's see... My Queen~~"
King Jeon Jungkook wished for a powerful Queen for his kingdom but who knew he would find the woma...
Taehyung woke up when sunlight hit her face and she saw her maids cleaning her room. "Good morning, Princess." Hoseok greeted removing the curtain which was covering the bed.
Taehyung's hand went to her blouse to keep it in place but realised that its strings were already tied, "Did he tie them back?" she thought and her cheeks reddened.
Hoseok smiled widely looking at her blushing mistress, "Last night, did something happen?" she asked teasingly wiggling her eyebrows.
Taehyung playfully glared at her and stepped down from her bed. She twisted her best friend's ear, "You are being too naughty nowadays, huh! Don't blame me if I will marry you off in some other state."
Hoseok whined, "Princess, I don't want to go anywhere. I will stay with you my whole life." she pouted.
"Yeah yeah, with Princess or with Minister Kai." Lisa teased making her shy. Everyone laughed at the blushing maid and teased her more.
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Taehyung got ready for the day in a peacock blue lehenga and covered her head with the chunri. Her wet hair was left open and she applied vermilion on her hair partition.
Ups! Tento obrázek porušuje naše pokyny k obsahu. Před publikováním ho, prosím, buď odstraň, nebo nahraď jiným.
After completing her work the consort did her daily prayers and headed towards the throne room.
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King Jeon entered the room and got settled on his throne. Everyone bowed and greeted the King. His eyes automatically looked up at the balcony and smiled when he saw his consort standing there.
Ups! Tento obrázek porušuje naše pokyny k obsahu. Před publikováním ho, prosím, buď odstraň, nebo nahraď jiným.
