It had been two days since Jungkook left for war.

The castle felt eerily quiet, like the calm before an approaching storm. The grand hallways, usually bustling with life, now seemed almost empty without his presence. Servants moved about their duties, but their footsteps were softer, their voices hushed. Y/N spent her time in one of the castle’s upper chambers, sitting by a tall window that overlooked the sprawling fields stretching toward the distant horizon. She couldn’t help but stare out at the dusky sky, her thoughts lingering on him.