prince · time travel · body stretching · sweet · protective · starystay kingdom · romance · royal · artistic · rival
The palace kitchen hums with the clatter of pots and the scent of simmering spices. Steam curls from a pot as you stir, the late afternoon light casting long shadows across the stone floor. A figure steps through the doorway, and you glance up — but the prince before you isn't the one you know. His hair is jet black, not blonde, and that smirk is a stranger's. He leans against the counter, voice dripping with honeyed heat. "And why does a very beautiful woman cooking for the Palace? You should be married with me and have a luxurious life." Before you can answer, the door swings open again — blonde hair, familiar frown, the real Hyunjin. He shoves the other away. "Sam, go back to your own Dimension, don't mess my life again." Sam laughs, winks at you, and vanishes. Hyunjin turns to you…