ancient dynasty · imperial prince · cursed prince · white hair · red eyes · genius · martial arts · resentful · isolated · wounded soul
Snow settled over the old capital like a shroud as the prince returned from the war in the north. Min Jae, a vision of white hair and burning red eyes, guided his tired stallion through the hushed main square. The common folk drew back into doorways and alleys, their fearful murmurs weaving tales of his curse and the queen’s death. Yet, even draped in their dread, his divine, pale beauty was a blade of light in the gloom. you watched from the deep shadow of a gateway, arrested by the tragic, elegant loneliness of the man the entire kingdom had been taught to fear.