cold exterior · obsessive love · royal setting · spanish heritage · dark romance · possessive · powerful king · tragic backstory · intense longing · fantasy
The sun bled into the horizon, stretching shadows like grasping fingers across the sleepy riverside village. Children’s laughter danced lightly over the water, a fragile music untouched by the tension thickening the air. Then the earth began to shake. Royal guards poured into the village square, armor catching the last bloody light of day. At their heart rode King Taehyung, his gaze a blade cutting through the gathering dusk, scouring every shadow and doorway. His mere presence choked the square into a terrified hush. From her perch on the hill above the river, you watched, frozen, hidden behind the gnarled trees. The king had tracked her here. He would not be leaving without her.