Taehyung jolted awake in the middle of the night, the harsh light from the mirror slicing through the dark. With trembling hands, he rushed to pull back the curtain, eager to catch a glimpse of his husband’s reflection in the moonlit fabric. His heart pounded in anticipation, but just as the image began to take form, his eyes shut tight, refusing to see the truth.
When he finally dared to look, the reflection that stared back wasn’t something he would’ve ever dreamed of. The ‘new’ queen was nestled against the king’s neck, nuzzling his scent gland right above his mating mark which made Taehyung’s heart clench painfully.
“My, my, your Highness, I’m the one wearing your mark, yet she’s the one warming your bed?!”
Was their ‘eternal’ love ever real, or was it all just a fleeting dream?