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Euphoria was known as the most peaceful and prosperous kingdom. The people never slept hungry. The markets were always lively. Children laughed freely in the streets.Their beloved rulers, King Jeon and Queen Jeon, were admired by everyone. They loved each other deeply. However, There was one thing they had prayed for every single day.

A CHILD

Six years had passed since their marriage, yet they had no heir. The royal couple never lost hope.

On one beautiful morning

The royal physician entered the throne room with a wide smile.

Royal physician: My King... Congratulations! Her Majesty is expecting a child.

Royal physician : It's true, Your Majesty *said happily*

King Jeon rushed to the queen's chamber. Queen Jeon smiled the moment she saw him

King Jeon gently held both of her hands

King Jeon kissed her forehead

king jeon hugged queen jeon as they were so happy that they are having their own baby after so many years .

Then king Jeon announced that good news to whole euphoria kingdom

The whole kingdom burst into cheers. Colorful lanterns decorated every street. Music echoed throughout the kingdom. Children danced. Merchants gave free sweets. The poor were served delicious meals. Everyone prayed for the safety of the queen and the unborn prince or princess.

The nine months passed peacefully

Queen Jeon remained healthy. Every week, the royal physician examined her carefully. King Jeon rarely left her side. Whenever she wanted something, he brought it immediately. He read stories to their unborn baby every night. Sometimes he would gently place his hand on her stomach

Whenever the baby kicked, both of them laughed like children

The entire kingdom eagerly counted the days. Everyone was excited. Finally, The ninth month was arrived

Late night

She tightly gripped the bedsheets. King Jeon immediately rushed toward her.

Servant: Yes, Your Majesty

Within few minutes, The royal midwife and royal physicians filled the chamber. The palace doors were closed.

King Jeon paced back and forth anxiously. Inside the room, Queen Jeon's screams echoed through the palace. Hours passed. The pain became worse. She cried, She screamed, She pushed with all the strength left in her body. Then, A loud cry filled the room

Baby: Waaah...! *crying*

The baby had been born. The midwife smiled brightly.

Midwife: Congratulations, Your Majesty. It's a healthy baby prince.

King Jeon carefully took the tiny baby into his arms. The little prince had soft black hair and tiny fingers wrapped around his father's finger. King Jeon's eyes filled with tears. cause everything of baby is so tiny.

Before he could smile any longer. The royal midwife's expression suddenly changed

Midwife: your majesty

The midwife's hands were covered in blood.

Midwife: Her Majesty is bleeding heavily

Midwife:We... we can't stop the bleeding

Midwife: The blood loss is too much. We must prepare ourselves for the worst

King jeon gives the baby to a servant gently. Goes to Queen Jeon.

King Jeon quickly took the baby from the servant and placed him beside her. Queen Jeon gently touched the baby's tiny cheek with trembling fingers. She smiled through her tears

Her hand slowly slipped from his.Her eyes closed peacefully.The room became silent.

Royal midwife: Your Majesty, the Queen is gone *lows his head*

Every servant in that room felt bad. as they know how much king and queen loved and cherished eachother

That night, The happiest day of the kingdom has became its darkest day. Three days passed. The entire Kingdom of Euphoria mourned the loss of their beloved queen. People lit candles outside the palace. Flowers covered the royal gates. Some looked at the tiny prince sleeping peacefully

Women1: What a poor child

women3: He lost his mother the moment he was born

Women2: He'll never know her love

women3: He doesn't even know what happened

King Jeon locked himself inside his chamber. He refused to eat. He refused to meet anyone. Even when the servants brought baby Jungkook to him. He only looked at the child for a few seconds before turning away. Every time he saw his son's face. He remembered his beloved queen. The pain in his heart only grew deeper

On Fourth Day

The clear sky suddenly darkened. Thunder roared across the kingdom. Then, Rain began to pour. At first, everyone welcomed it. But the rain didn't stop. One day, Two days, Five days, Seven days, Ten days. The rivers overflowed, Floods destroyed farms, Bridges collapsed. Houses were swept away. Food supplies were ruined. People struggled to survive. Fear spread across Euphoria. In the crowded marketplace, whispers slowly began.

people4: Ever since prince born everything was happening bad

people3: you're right. First queen, now this disaster.

people6: i heard that he was born in unlucky star from an astrologer

people2: is he cursed?

people5: who knows? I think prince was cause of this misfortune

The whispers became louder every day. Soon, The rumors reached the palace. One evening, King Jeon accidentally overheard two ministers speaking in low voices.

Minister 2: Your Majesty has suffered because of that child.

Minster1: The day the prince was born, the queen died

Minster2: And now the kingdom suffers

Minster1: Yes. What if? the prince truly carries misfortune?

Minster2: who knows. Anyways let's go. if his majesty hear us. He will feel more sad.

Minster1: yes

King Jeon said nothing. He silently walked away. But those words, stayed in his heart. Like poisonous thorns. Every time he looked at Jungkook. He remembered his wife's final breath. He remembered the endless rain, the suffering of his people

Slowly, His grief turned into doubt. Doubt became resentment. Resentment became distance. which rooted deep inside his heart. From that day onward, King Jeon stopped holding his son. Stopped visiting him. Stopped calling him by his name.

Little Jungkook had no idea why his father no longer smiled at him.

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Six years had passed since Jungkook was born. The little prince had grown into a quiet, innocent child with bright eyes and a gentle smile. Despite how everyone treated him. He still loved his father and craved for his father's love.

One afternoon.

Jungkook sat in his room with colored paints. His tiny tongue peeked out in concentration as he carefully drew a picture. It was a drawing of himself holding King Jeon's hand. Above them, he had drawn a smiling queen watching from the clouds. He looked at it proudly.

He happily ran through the palace corridors

Inside the King's study.King Jeon was reading official documents. Knock... Knock... Before anyone could answer. A tiny head peeked through the door

jungkook ran toward him and proudly held out the paper

King Jeon stared at the drawing. For just one second, His heart softened. Then his eyes landed on the little drawing of the queen. The pain returned all at once. His face darkened

The little jungkook's hands trembled. The drawing slipped from his fingers onto the floor. King Jeon looked away.

Two guards entered immediately

King Jeon clenched his fists.His voice shook with anger and hidden pain

The guards looked at each other sadly.One of them gently knelt beside Jungkook

Guard: Young Master... let's go

Jungkook quietly picked up his crumpled drawing. His tiny hands tried to smooth the wrinkles on paper

He walked away without another word. As soon as the door closed. King Jeon covered his face. Jungkook's tearful eyes reminded him of Queen Jeon's final smile. He broke down.

Years passed. Nothing changed. Only the distance between father and son grew so much

When Jungkook turned ten. He attended royal lessons with the children of nobles. During the break, The children gathered in the palace garden to play. Jungkook stood a few steps away, watching them. He gathered his courage. He walked over with a small smile

The children looked at one another. One boy folded his arms

Child2: No

child3: Because you're a bad boy

child2:My mother said you brought disaster to our kingdom.

child1:You're cursed.

child3: Our parents told us not to go near you

The first boy suddenly shoved him. "Go away!"

Jungkook lost his balance.He fell onto the grass.His knees scraped against the ground.The children laughed.

Child2: Cursed Prince! Stay away from us

They ran away, leaving him behind. Jungkook slowly sat up. He looked at the dirt on his hands. His lips trembled. He didn't cry loudly. He had learned. No one came when he cried.

From that day onward, Everything became worse. Many maids served him carelessly. Some deliberately brought him cold food. Some whispered insults behind his back. Others avoided touching him. In the royal classroom, Several teachers ignored him whenever he raised his hand.

Some would even say: A prince should at least answer such an easy question.

The noble children laughed. If someone else made a mistake. The teacher corrected them kindly. But if Jungkook made one. He was humiliated. Even during meals. He often ate alone

King Jeon never invited him to dine together. Sometimes Jungkook secretly watched other children walking hand in hand with their parents. He saw fathers lifting their children onto their shoulders. He heard mothers laughing. His chest tightened every time

When Jungkook turned Thirteen years

One afternoon, he was returning to the palace after visiting the royal library. The streets were busy. Suddenly, He noticed an elderly woman struggling to carry a heavy basket. Without thinking. He rushed over.

jungkook carried the basket all the way to her house

The old woman's eyes filled with sadness. She slowly pulled him into a warm hug.

Jungkook finally broke down.He cried into her shoulder.

After few minutes

Jungkook laughed softly for the first time in months. Before leaving, he bowed politely.

After few days

It was Jungkook's twelfth birthday. As always, No celebration was held in the palace. No gifts, No birthday wishes, Not even a single "Happy Birthday." That evening, feeling lonely, Jungkook wandered through the streets. Then he heard a familiar voice.

In her home

The old woman carefully placed a small homemade cake on the table. She lit one tiny candle

Jungkook slowly opened his eyes. His breath caught A cake just for him. The old woman smiled brightly and clapped her hands

Jungkook's eyes filled with tears.He threw himself into her embrace.

The old woman's heart broke.She hugged him even tighter.

He blew out the candle.The old woman handed him a small box.

Inside was a simple silver ring. No jewels, No gold, Just plain silver. Jungkook tilted his head.

Over the following months...

Jungkook visited her whenever he could. She told him stories, Cooked simple meals for him, Knitted him a warm scarf for winter. Sometimes they sat beneath a large tree in silence, watching the sunset together.

For the first time in his life.Jungkook knew what unconditional love felt like. But happiness was once again short-lived..

One winter morning...

Jungkook hurried to her little house with fresh flowers.The door was open. Several neighbors stood outside with tearful faces. His heart began to beat so fast as a race. He stepped inside. The old woman lay peacefully on her bed. She had passed away in her sleep. Jungkook stood frozen.

No answer. He gently touched her hand. It was cold. His flowers slipped from his fingers. Tears streamed down his face. He knelt beside her bed.

He cried until he had no tears left. The neighbors quietly watched the lonely prince mourn the only person who had ever loved him without fear, without pity, and without conditions.

That evening, Jungkook returned to the palace alone. He tightly held the plain silver ring in his hand. Looking up at the dark sky, he whispered

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The days after Grandma's death felt endless for jungkook.Jungkook no longer waited for anyone. He no longer smiled. He no longer wandered through the streets after his lessons. Every evening, he would quietly take out the simple silver ringholding them close before going to sleepholding them close before going to sleep. They were the only proof that someone had once loved him.

Slowly, He got used to loneliness. He stopped expecting kindness. He stopped expecting his father to look at him.

Years passed.

King Jeon only saw Jungkook during royal meetings, festivals, and official ceremonies. Even then, He barely acknowledged his son's presence. Jungkook's room remained the same, a small wooden bed, a worn blanket, a small table, a broken chair, a tiny wardrobe with only a few sets of clothes.

Even the servants' rooms looked. better.No one questioned it, No one cared. And Jungkook, Stopped speaking unless someone asked him a question. He simply existed.

Six Years Later...

Jungkook was now eighteen years old.

Inside the throne room.One of the senior ministers stepped forward

The Next Morning

The minister stood beside a young man with bright eyes and a gentle smile and it's none other than jimin

A few minutes later

Jimin stood outside Jungkook's room. He looked around the hallway

No Answer. so Jimin knocked again

Still nothing. Then Jimin carefully, opened the door. His eyes widened, The room was almost empty, a small bed, a wooden table, a chair, afew neatly folded clothes, nothing more. Jimin's heart ached

Near the window, Jungkook quietly sat on the floor, watching the setting sun. His expression was empty. Jimin walked closer towards Jungkook.

Silence filled the room. After a few moments, Jimin asks softly

There was no response. Jungkook continued staring outside. Jimin spoke again.

Without another word. Jimin took an old folded letter from his pocket. He carefully placed it in Jungkook's hands.

The Letter

My Dear Jungkookie, If you're reading this, it means I have already left this world. You know I'm an old woman, and my time was always limited. When I first met you, I saw a lonely little boy who carried so much sadness in such a small heart. But as the days passed, I discovered who you truly were, You are kind, You are thoughtful, You care for others without expecting anything in return. Every evening you brought me flowers with that shy little smile.Those flowers made my home brighter. Thank you for giving this old woman such beautiful memories. My dear child, Please don't spend your life trapped in the past. Don't let other people's words decide who you are. Believe in yourself. Trust yourself. Live your life the best you can, because we only get one. Don't waste it carrying burdens that were never yours. I want to see you smile again. Your smile is one of the prettiest things I've ever seen. And I have one last wish. Will you become the King of Euphoria one day? I believe you can become an even greater king than your father.Promise this old grandma that you'll try your best. No matter where I am... I'll always be blessing you. With all my love, Grandma

By the time Jungkook reached the end of the letter. His vision was blurred with tears. He hugged the letter tightly against his chest.

Jimin quietly waited beside him. After a while, Jungkook looked up

After a moment of silence

For the first time in years, Someone looked at Jungkook without pity, Without disgust, Without fear, only sincerity. Jimin smiled warmly

Jungkook was silent for sometime. After few mintues, Finally Jungkook nodded at jimin's words

For the first time in years. A tiny smile appeared on Jungkook's face.