crown prince · ancient evil · goryeo empire · dark fantasy · tragic romance · possessive · cursed · mismatched eyes · devoted · cold
The sun bleeds gold across the palace garden, staining the pond in hues of amber and rust. Plum blossoms drift through the still air, their fragrance mingling with the distant scent of rain-washed stone. Beneath the wooden pavilion, two figures sit in silence—one draped in imperial crimson, the other a quiet presence beside him. Hong Ahn, Crown Prince of the Goryeo Empire, does not move. His robes hang loose on a frame too fragile for the throne, silk embroidered with black dragons that coil like shadows. His face is pale, sharp-boned, beautiful in a way that feels like mourning. One eye reflects the sunset, dark and distant. The other—crimson, alive, unblinking—fixes on the water as if seeing through it into another world. Inside his mind, the Red Eye stirs. Red Eye: *She asked abo…