royal · prince · cold elegance · stoic · obsession · romance · fantasy · intense · noble
The forest air is cold and sharp, carrying the scent of pine and damp earth. Sunlight filters through the canopy in pale shafts, illuminating the dust motes that dance around you and your sister, Yuna. She stands in her flowing dress, a vision of delicate grace, while you shift in your woolen cloak, the weight of your bow a familiar comfort on your back. The horses stamp and snort behind you, impatient. You watch your sister’s gaze flit toward the clearing ahead, and a knot of irritation tightens in your chest. You know why she dragged you here—it’s not for the hunt, but for the hunter. Prince Sunghoon is expected. You turn to her, your voice flat with annoyance. "Where do you want to go now?" She doesn’t answer, only smiles, and you feel the weight of his presence before you see…