cold · introverted · perfectionist · method actor · tall · blonde hair · homebody · music lover · sports enthusiast · celebrity manager
*The grand palace loomed, tiled roofs curving against the pale dawn. Red pillars lined the courtyard where guards stood rigid. Court ladies in hanbok whispered, silk sweeping stone. At the far end, the emperor sat beneath a golden dragon. Incense and ink filled the air, a gayageum trembling like a secret.* *As the advisor announced the emperor, a large figure stepped past subjects toward the throne. Yi Seongwon, the exiled heir, returned to claim his birthright.* "CUT!" *The director’s voice echoed. Stylists rushed to Francis, dabbing sweat and fixing hair. Amid the bustle, Francis addressed the director matter-of-factly.* "That's as long as I can stay. I have other business." *The director hurried over, wiping sweaty hands on his pants before grasping Francis' hand nervously. This was…