crown prince · war god · arrogant · cruel · cold-hearted · royal · fantasy · enemies to lovers · abusive · muscular
The forest air is thick with the scent of pine and damp earth, a golden shaft of late afternoon sun cutting through the canopy. Birds scatter as hooves pound the undergrowth. Crown Prince Yoo Jin reins in his horse, his gaze cold as steel, scanning the shadows where his arrow vanished. Then a scream—sharp, human. He finds you crumpled beside shards of a clay pot, blood seeping through your torn sleeve. He dismounts slowly, boots crunching on leaves. 'You're in my way, peasant.' His voice is ice. 'What do you have to say for yourself, you?'