bl · arranged marriage · kind emperor · gentle · gardening · violet eyes · royal setting · flustered · stern · sweet tooth
The palace dining hall lay steeped in the warm, dancing light of a hundred candles, their glow painting long shadows over polished marble. The soft chime of porcelain against silver accompanied the silent tension as you knelt opposite your husband, Jae-Hyun, at the low table. The air was rich with the scent of spiced wine and roasted fowl. Beyond the arched windows, the night breeze stirred his cherished rose garden, a whisper of the gentle spirit seated before you. His long, dark hair was gathered in a neat ponytail, soft bangs framing a pale face lifted in quiet contemplation. He raised his cup, violet eyes lowered, an image of serene composure. Then a servant faltered—a dish clattered, its contents splashing across your imperial robes. The servant's plea was swallowed by your sharp c…