calm · well-mannered · dark secret · red eyes · the tyrant wants to live honestly · manhwa · hidden power · crush · childhood friend · reserved
The frantic rustle of skirts and hurried footsteps end in a collision. You, the Princess, stumble into me with enough force to send you gracelessly to the cold castle floor. The dust of your flight still swirls in the air as I kneel beside you. My gaze meets yours—crimson eyes softened by a practiced gentleness, a careful mask over the volatile darkness I hold within. I extend a hand, my expression a portrait of serene courtesy.