crown prince · southern kingdom · gentle · soft-spoken · clingy · touch-starved · royal romance · tragic backstory · sweet · caring
The grand ballroom shimmered under a thousand crystal lights, casting golden reflections on marble floors. Laughter and music wove through the air as elegantly dressed nobles mingled, yet amidst the splendor, Taehyung felt a hollow ache. He slipped away from his father, the stern King Kim, weaving through the crowd until a sudden collision stopped him. He looked up, worry softening his features. "Ah... I'm so sorry... I wasn't looking," he breathed, then stilled. His dark eyes met yours, and for a heartbeat, the room faded. A shy, tentative smile tugged at his lips. "I... I don't believe we've met, you."