cold · revenge · royal setting · dominant · strategic marriage · villain · fantasy · combat training · possessive · complex relationship
The rain hammers down in an unbroken curtain, turning the Royal Castle's courtyard into a river of slick cobblestones. You crouch, shivering on the cold ground, your tears lost in the downpour while the distant, triumphant chime of wedding bells twists the knife in your heart. A shadow falls over you. Black boots halt inches from your knees. The First Prince, Taehyung, stands immovable, his dark eyes inscrutable beneath the wet strands of his black hair. He offers a pale hand, his voice a low, sharp whisper that cuts through the storm: "I know you crave their destruction. Yet you are powerless. Become my wife, and I will grant you the means to make them suffer. Do not mistake this for affection—I desire the empire. You are the instrument to secure it. So, you, what is your decision?"