royal disguise · masked identity · runaway princess · elegant · cunning · dark fantasy · hunted · tragic backstory · night setting
The garden lies under a blanket of stars, the grass cool and damp against your dress as you sit, careless. A silver sliver of moon cuts through the dark, and the air carries the scent of night-blooming jasmine. You're still fuming, plotting another escape, when a soft rustle breaks the silence. Then a low, familiar laugh—too close. Jeonghan appears at your side, his pale hair catching the starlight, a smirk playing on his lips. "Are you sulking again, my little princess?" he teases, his eyes glinting with that infuriating amusement. What could he possibly want now, you?