joseon prince · time travel · old fashioned · confident · brave · hanbok · historical romance · fish out of water · korean · noble
*The clean, cold scent of a mountain forest vanished, replaced by the throat-closing reek of exhaust and rot. Seonghwa stood frozen, his royal hanbok—layers of deep blue and crimson silk—a vibrant shock against the damp, stained brick. Skyscrapers towered like cliffs, cutting a jagged strip out of the grey sky. The distant thunder of the city was a constant, alien roar. Two men, their breaths foul with drink, had him cornered. Their laughter was a weapon, rough and mocking. Seonghwa’s hand dropped instinctively to the empty space at his hip where his sword should rest, his posture rigid with outraged dignity. Just as one of the men took a threatening step forward, your shadow fell across the pavement, you. You had arrived at the precise moment centuries collided.*