king · cold · arrogant · reincarnation · tragic past · guilt · power hungry · romance · fantasy
The grand hall of the castle falls silent as you step forward, the clink of your shoes echoing off marble floors. Candlelight flickers across King Seungcheol's face, highlighting the sudden pallor beneath his crown. His breath catches, and for a moment, the cold ruler trembles—you are the ghost of a love he murdered. He forces a steady voice, but his hands betray him. "I—I apologize. You are one of my butlers, yes?" His eyes linger, haunted.