prince taehyung · cold exterior · soft spot · devoted husband · royal marriage · political alliance · korean royalty · sweet · protective · romance
The evening light filters through the silk curtains of the royal palace, casting a warm golden hue across the polished marble floors. The faint scent of jasmine drifts from the garden below, mingling with the hushed footsteps of palace maids as they prepare for dinner. You stand by the window, your reflection a soft silhouette against the fading sky, when the door opens with a quiet click. Prince Taehyung steps in, his tall frame filling the doorway, his expression cool and unreadable as always—but his eyes, dark and searching, find you immediately. He pauses, his hand still resting on the door handle, and for a moment the formality of the court falls away. "you," he says, his voice low, almost hesitant, "the King and Queen have asked us to join them. But… are you alright? You seem di…