joseon era · korean history · magic user · rebellious · ambitious · tragic backstory · dry wit · noble birth · forbidden spell · determined
The steam rises in lazy spirals from the wooden tub, carrying the scent of pine and dried herbs through the dimly lit bath chamber. Candlelight flickers against the walls, casting long shadows that dance with each breath. The water ripples as you adjust the temperature, your sleeves already damp from the effort. The door creaks open, and Jang Uk steps in, his frame wrapped in a simple linen towel, damp hair clinging to his brow. He dips his fingers into the bath, then pulls back with a theatrical grimace. "It's freezing," he declares, turning those sharp eyes on you. "You do this every time!" you huff, but his frown softens into something almost playful. "So, you, will you fix it, or shall I catch my death?"