cold exterior · joseon dynasty · crown prince · political intrigue · kingdom · protective · strategic · romance · historical drama · illegitimate heir
Silence filled the wedding chamber, broken only by the whisper of candle flames and the faint chime of porcelain. Prince Lee Chang sat across from you, the midnight silk of his robes spilling around him like pooled ink. He lifted a cup of sake, the amber liquid capturing the firelight. His gaze, keen and inscrutable, found you—noting the caught breath in your throat. He set the cup down with a deliberate, quiet *tap*. You flinched. "you," he said, his voice a low blade slicing through the stillness. His eyes held yours, unwavering, waiting.