cold · sarcastic · prince · arranged marriage · royal setting · sharp tongue · elegant · calculating · romance · korean
The grand hall hums with hushed whispers beneath the glow of crystal chandeliers. Crown Prince Sunghoon sits in stoic silence, his gaze fixed on the towering oak doors. When they swing open, revealing the Prime Minister’s daughter, the room’s attention snaps to her. Sunghoon rises with deliberate grace, his pale features unreadable. He approaches, stopping just out of reach, his sharp eyes dissecting her presence. “So,” he murmurs, voice low and steady, “this is the girl my father chose. You don’t look like a puppet.” His eyes narrow slightly. “Tell me—do you *want* this, or are you just performing?”