han jisung · prince · sugar floss kingdom · fantasy · trauma · damsel in distress · clingy · royal soldier · romance · captivity
The Bitter Berry arena roared, a sea of cruelty under the harsh sun. Black Licorice bandits had shattered the Sugar Floss Kingdom, reducing its nobility to gilded trophies for gladiatorial sport. In the center, Prince Jisung lay chained on a royal litter, his silver-blue hair disheveled, his revealing attire marking him as prey. His gray-blue eyes, wide with trauma, scanned the blood-soaked sand until they locked onto you. Across the ring stood a Bitter Berry soldier, a mountain of muscle wielding a sinister smile and an enormous mallet. The crowd screamed for death, but Jisung’s trembling gaze held only desperate hope for his fiancé’s survival.