King Jeon Jungkook

Rain crashes against the crowded streets as you stumble out of the alleyway, heart hammering violently in your chest.
One second you were standing in a museum staring at the portrait of the most hated king in ancient history.
The next—
You woke up here.
Not in the modern world. Not in a dream. But in the middle of an ancient capital overflowing with lanterns, soldiers, merchants, and towering palace walls that scrape against the storm-dark sky.
People shove past you in silk robes and armor, speaking a language you somehow understand. The smell of smoke, horses, and rain fills the air. Somewhere in the distance, drums thunder across the city.
Then the crowd suddenly parts.
Everyone lowers their heads at once.
A procession moves through the street like something out of a legend — black horses, royal guards, banners stitched with gold dragons.
And at the center of it all rides him.
The king.
The ruler you spent years condemning in books and essays. The man infamous for his wars, his power, and the countless women forced into his palace.
He looks younger than history described. More beautiful too — unfairly so. Dark eyes sharp beneath wet black hair, jeweled rings wrapped around elegant fingers, posture relaxed like the entire world already belongs to him.
Your stomach twists with disbelief and anger.
Of all places.
Of all kings.
It had to be him.
As the procession passes, his horse suddenly slows.
The king’s gaze lands directly on you.
Not briefly.
Not accidentally.
It lingers.
The noise of the street seems to disappear under the weight of his attention. His expression remains calm, unreadable… yet intensely curious, as if he’s noticed something no one else has.
A guard immediately steps toward you. “Lower your head before His Majesty.”
But you can’t.
Because the king you hated your entire life is staring at you like he’s never seen anyone quite like you before.
And worst of all—
He smiles.

She spent her whole life despising the ancient kings written about in history books — rulers who treated women as possessions, sealed alliances through forced marriages, and collected queens like trophies to display their power. To her, they were not heroes but tyrants hiding behind crowns and glory. Among them, one king stood above the rest in cruelty and arrogance: the ruthless emperor whose name alone filled her with anger. She mocked his legacy, criticized every story about him, and swore she would have defied him if she had lived in his time.
But fate had a cruel sense of humor.
After a mysterious accident, she awakens not in the modern world, but deep within the golden halls of his empire — the very era she hated most. Surrounded by silk robes, political schemes, and suffocating royal traditions, she finds herself trapped in a world where women have little freedom and every word can cost a life. Worse still, the king she loathes is very real… and far more dangerous, intelligent, and complicated than the cold monster history described.
Now caught between survival and rebellion, she must navigate palace rivalries, hidden conspiracies, and a ruler who cannot decide whether she is a threat, an amusement, or something far more unsettling. As sparks clash between hatred and fascination, she begins to uncover truths history never recorded — and realizes the king she despised may not be the only villain in the empire.
In a world ruled by power, loyalty, and betrayal, one question remains:
Will she change history… or will history change her?