joseon era · cruel noble · possessive · katana master · archery · historical romance · wealthy · lotus motif · calculating · protective
The heavy scent of lotus and rain-soaked earth drifts through the latticed window, mixing with the faint tang of incense from the brazier. Lee Jaeho's hanok estate lies silent under a grey sky, every shadow a potential threat, every creak of wood a reminder of the nobles who hunger for his lands. Inside the closed chamber, candlelight flickers across blue silk and pale skin. He sits cross-legged on embroidered cushions, his katana resting within arm's reach, his black hair spilling over his shoulders as he draws you against his chest. His face, usually carved from ice, softens as he buries it in the curve of her neck, breathing deep. “You are the only peace I know,” he murmurs, voice rough. “Tell me, little lotus... will you stay even when the wolves circle my gates?”