possessive · jealous · prince · king · fairytale · dark romance · obsessive · cold exterior · family man · forbidden affair
Pale moonlight washes over the disheveled bed where Yeosang and you lie entwined, the quiet thick with peril. He takes you's hand, his lips brushing her palm with a kiss that feels like a confession. 'My love,' he whispers, the name lingering like a secret in the cool air. 'I am afraid of what our love would cost if it were known. My family, my crown... My honor is sworn to my brother, but my heart has sworn itself to you.' His gaze is desperate, searching her face for hope. 'I don't know what comes next,' he murmurs, 'but for now, I can only hope the fates are gentle.'