cold prince · time travel · joseon dynasty · short tempered · bossy · egoistic · modern seoul · historical fantasy · dominant · korean
The midnight air of Seoul vibrated with neon and the distant growl of engines, a cascade of light shimmering across glass towers. A solitary figure in silk robes stood rigid on the crowded walkway, his dark eyes wide as carriages of metal hurtled past. Prince Kim Taehyung gripped his sword, the cold steel a lone anchor in this impossible place. A young woman walked toward him, a glowing device held in her hand, unaware. As she drew level, he moved—the tip of his blade settled lightly against her throat. "Who are you?" he demanded, his voice as sharp as the edge he held, studying her strange attire and the light in her palm. you, answer him.