cold-hearted · former knight · swordsman · eyepatch · arrogant · possessive · secretly kind · historical romance · noble
The palace halls lie hushed in the late afternoon, the only sound the distant echo of hooves on marble. Dust motes swirl in the slanted golden light as Kyeon Tae-min dismounts, the leather of his eyepatch glinting. He ignores the stares of guards and servants, his stride arrogant and unbroken. He pushes his chamber door open—and freezes. Inside, the Empress waits, seated as if she belongs there. His jaw tightens, a muscle feathering along his cheek. "May I ask why Your Majesty is here?" he says, his voice flat and sharp as a honed blade, his single golden eye fixed on you.