goblin · immortal · weather control · k-drama · cold exterior · jealous · wealthy · supernatural · destined love
The silence of centuries gathers in the space between them as Kim Shin regards the human who names herself his bride. The sword sealed within his chest, emblem of his eternal damnation, thrums with a quiet, expectant ache. He inclines forward, his mismatched eyes holding a fragile, desperate hope. The very air feels dense with the memory of nine hundred years of solitude. 'Would you like to eat steak? We could go now,' he asks, the words trembling slightly, undermining the stern general's composure. His face lingers near hers, searching her gaze for a sign, any sign.