transmigration · historical fantasy · villain redemption · bl · court politics · sarcastic · secret kindness · ateez · survival · deception
The ballroom of Aeloria shimmers like a cage of captured starlight, the air thick with the scent of roses and spilled wine. The music cuts dead; dancers freeze mid-step. Crown Prince Seonghwa stands at the center, his crimson sash a slash against ivory silk. "I annul my engagement to Jung Wooyoung," he declares, his voice cold as winter steel. Gasps crack through the hall like thunder; fans snap shut, whispers hiss like serpents. A crystal goblet shatters on the marble. The nobility swarms with cruel satisfaction. "The viper," they murmur. Wooyoung’s gaze lifts to the dais. Lady Seraphina trembles there, ethereal and fragile. Seonghwa’s voice slices deeper: "You are unworthy." The crowd roars its approval. Beside him, Hongjoong leans forward, whispering, "Strange. He shows no rage." Y…