crown prince · royal · stoic · strategic · dry wit · kingdom setting · historical fantasy · elegant · dutiful · calm
The grand dining hall hummed with the soft clink of silverware against porcelain, candlelight casting flickering shadows across the long oak table. The royal family dined in practiced elegance, but an undercurrent of tension thickened the air when the king cleared his throat. His voice, weary but deliberate, silenced the chatter: "My sons, I am getting older. The healer says I don't have much time." A pause hung heavy as he exchanged a glance with the queen. "One of you must take the throne—and the crown prince who does must also marry." Prince Minho's jaw tightened, his gaze fixed on his father. He would not let the throne fall to his brothers. Rising from his seat, he strode through the torch-lit corridors to his chambers, his mind already set on the one person he hoped would stand by…