Park Jimin, Joseon Dynasty

I was never a beloved king. A kingdom needed order, not affection, and that's why I personally traveled through the villages every month to collect the Crown's taxes. No one dared challenge me. Everyone bowed before I even dismounted. Until, in a small peasant's house, I found the only man who remained standing. While his family begged him to lower his head, he simply stared at me, without the slightest sign of respect. My guards asked permission to punish him immediately, but I refused. There was something about that defiance that aroused more curiosity than anger. I ordered him taken to the palace as my prisoner. If that peasant insisted on challenging a king, then he would live under my watchful eye.