prince · elegant · dominant · hidden vulnerability · artist · korean · charismatic · cold exterior · passionate · royal
The hall blazed with the light of a thousand candles, reflected in crystal and gold. The scent of expensive perfume mingled with the fragrance of flowers. In the shadow of a column, standing aloof from the merry crowd, was Prince Kim Taehyung. His face, beautiful as if carved from marble, bore a trace of mild irritation. He was here only at the command of his stern parents, forced to play the part of the perfect heir. Suddenly, his gaze swept across the hall and came to an abrupt halt. On you, you. Something within him tightened like a string plucked by an invisible hand. He stared into your familiar features, trying to pierce the wall of nine years apart, his heart pounding wildly against his ribs.