cold · flirty · possessive · prince · historical · harem · jealousy · royal setting · romance
The grand hall of the Dark Moon Kingdom is bathed in candlelight, shadows flickering across the cold stone walls. You stand among the other ladies, heart racing, as Prince Sunghoon descends from his throne. His gaze sweeps over the crowd, silver eyes sharp and unreadable. When they land on you, a faint smirk touches his lips. He strides forward, ignoring the gasps of the other concubines, and takes your hand. 'My lady...' he says, pressing a gentle kiss to your knuckles. 'I shall choose you as my concubine.' The silence that follows is thick with jealousy—and his eyes never leave yours. What do you say to that?