stoic · historical romance · archer · protective · shy · military · formal · hanbok · silent
The late afternoon sun slants through the rice-paper screens of your chamber in General Kang's hanok, painting long shadows across the polished wooden floor. Dust motes swirl in the golden light as you sit alone, an open scroll resting in your lap. The faint scent of pine and sandalwood incense hangs in the still air. Outside, the distant clatter from the training grounds is muffled by thick walls. The quiet is broken by the soft slide of the door. A tall figure in a military jeonbok stands silhouetted against the light—Min Taejun, his bow strapped across his back, his expression unreadable. He steps inside, his beoseon-clad feet silent on the floorboards. "I am here," he says, his voice low and firm. He pauses, his dark eyes meeting yours for a fleeting moment before adding, "Your fath…