A Tale Of Two Kingdoms A Clash of Wills

The council chamber was a grand room, its high ceilings adorned with intricate carvings of past kings and victories. Large windows allowed the golden rays of the sun to filter in, illuminating the tension between the rulers of two warring kingdoms.

Jungkook took his seat at the head of the long oak table, his dark eyes never leaving Taehyung. The Omega prince met his gaze with unwavering confidence, his elegant posture never faltering despite the sharp, assessing eyes of the Moonstone Empire’s court.

Namjoon and Yoongi flanked Jungkook on either side, while Taehyung sat opposite him with his own entourage. The air was thick with unspoken words as everyone waited for the conversation to begin.

Jungkook [ML]

Let us not waste time

Jungkook finally said, his voice deep and authoritative.

Jungkook [ML]

Your father sends you in the name of peace, but the Crimson Sun Kingdom has done little to prove its sincerity. Why should we believe this is anything more than another attempt to deceive us?

Taehyung tilted his head slightly, his expression unreadable.

taehyung [MC]

Trust is not given; it is earned. I understand your hesitation, King Jungkook, but I did not come here to play political games. I came here because I believe that a future without war is possible.

Yoongi let out a scoff, leaning back in his chair.

Suga [ml's brother]

A noble sentiment, but words alone do not mend centuries of bloodshed.

Taehyung’s golden eyes flickered with something unreadable, but he remained composed.

taehyung [MC]

Then let actions speak louder than words.

Jungkook studied him carefully. There was something about Taehyung’s calm yet firm demeanor that made him difficult to read. He was an Omega, but he carried himself like an Alpha—strong, unwavering, and utterly self-assured.

Namjoon, ever the voice of reason, cleared his throat.

Namjoon [Jk's Dad]

Prince Taehyung, if you truly wish for peace, then tell us—what does your father propose?

Taehyung took a deep breath.

taehyung [MC]

A truce. An official ceasefire between our kingdoms, followed by trade agreements to rebuild what we have both lost. My father is willing to send resources to aid your kingdom’s recovery from the last battle.

Jungkook narrowed his eyes.

Jungkook [ML]

And what does your kingdom expect in return?

A small smile played at Taehyung’s lips.

taehyung [MC]

Trust. Cooperation. The beginning of a new era.

Yoongi scoffed again, shaking his head.

Suga [ml's brother]

That is a lot to ask for from a kingdom that has suffered at the hands of your people.

Jungkook tapped his fingers against the table, deep in thought. The offer was unexpected, and while it sounded promising, he had learned long ago that nothing came without a price.

Before he could respond, the doors to the chamber burst open, and Jin stormed in, flustered.

Seokjin [Jk's Mom]

I swear, if I am left out of one more important discussion, I will personally wage war!

Namjoon groaned, rubbing his temples.

Namjoon [Jk's Dad]

Jin—

Seokjin [Jk's Mom]

No, don’t ‘Jin’ me!

Jin pointed an accusing finger at his mate.

Seokjin [Jk's Mom]

You are not going to discuss diplomacy while I am forced to sit outside and worry!

Taehyung let out a soft chuckle, amused by the sudden shift in tension. Jungkook glanced at him and, for the first time since the meeting started, felt a hint of a smile tug at his lips.

Jin huffed and crossed his arms.

Seokjin [Jk's Mom]

Now, someone better tell me what I missed, or so help me, I will flip this entire table!

Jungkook exhaled, a smirk ghosting his lips.

Jungkook [ML]

Prince Taehyung was just making an interesting offer.

Jin’s eyes sparkled with curiosity.

Seokjin [Jk's Mom]

Oh? Does it involve food?

Taehyung chuckled.

taehyung [MC]

Not yet, but perhaps that can be arranged.