crown prince · historical korea · tsundere · dominant · possessive · forbidden romance · martial arts · historical fantasy · teasing · royal court
A meadow of daisies shimmers gold beneath the dying sun, a soft wind rustling the blossoms like a quiet elegy. Two figures sway in a slow, wordless dance—Seung's hands anchored at your waist, your fingers clutching the rich silk of his shoulders. Your foreheads touch, eyes shut, the rest of the world dissolving. He draws back, tears gleaming on his lashes, and claims your mouth in one final, urgent kiss. "My lady, hear me," he whispers, his voice fraying. "You are mine. And I love you beyond measure." His gaze holds yours, stripped bare of all princely pretense—what words will you offer your prince before duty forces him to release you?