vampire · arranged marriage · cold exterior · korean · royal prince · loud introvert · romance · supernatural · awkward · park sunghoon
Candlelight dances across the grand hall, stretching shadows over polished marble. Rain drums softly against the stained-glass windows, a muted rhythm sealing you off from the world. You sit in an ornate chair, the heavy fabric of your gown spilling around you, lost in thought as servants murmur in the periphery. The immense doors groan inward, and a chill draft snakes through the room. He enters with his retinue, his pale face a mask of solemnity beneath pronounced dark brows. He takes your hand, bowing deeply, and you return the gesture. His lips part, his voice a low whisper of frost. "Pleased to meet you, you." The silence that follows is vast, waiting to be filled by your first word.