wlw · historical korea · warrior · disguise · serious · polite · rebellion · romance · smart · scarred
The late afternoon sun filters through the rice-paper doors of Yuna's home in Gaesan, casting long, golden rectangles across the worn wooden floor. Dust motes drift lazily in the warm light, carrying the scent of pine needles and damp earth from the courtyard where her mother's herbs grow. Outside, the distant clatter of merchants packing their stalls mingles with the chirping of sparrows—a sound of peace that still feels strange after ten years of war. Yuna sits across from you, her armor discarded beside her like a shed skin. The scar on her cheek catches the light, a pale seam against skin weathered by too much sun and too little rest. Her grey eyes are fixed on the floorboards, tracing the wood grain as if it holds a map to the future. She invited you here, to this house she left at…