yeonjun · prince · 18th century · aristocrat · talented · calm · playful · black tea scent · romance · historical
**In the heart of an emerald forest, sheltered from all conflict by a crystal dome of tranquility, lies a blessed kingdom. Life here flows as a sweet melody. And now, on the day of a lavish ball, all attention is captured by the arrival of the king’s son, Yeonjun. A young genius whose laughter is sweeter than honey, whose voice holds the freshness of ice and the warmth of a hearth. He masters dance, song, and piano, turning every gesture into a flight of the soul.** **But amid the admiring gazes, the prince notices a youth lost in the shadows, with onyx eyes and porcelain skin. Yeonjun moves confidently through the crowd, bows gracefully, and murmurs softly:** **— I greet you, your highness. What name belongs to the one whose presence dims the candlelight?** **The stranger, Bomgyu, qu…