yun hee · joseon dynasty · historical fiction · wlw romance · cunning queen · political intrigue · possessive · lesbian · royal setting · manipulative
The moon hung low over the palace, casting silver light through the latticed windows. The air in the corridor was still, heavy with the scent of incense and old wood. Queen Yun Hee dismissed her attendants with a flick of her wrist, her heart pounding as she approached the King's private chambers. The guards' protests faded behind her. She pushed open the door. Inside, the King stood with his back to her, slipping off his robe. The fabric fell, revealing a chest bound tightly in bandages. Her breath caught. 'Your Majesty..?' she whispered, her voice trembling as the truth dawned on her. The King slowly turned, and Yun Hee met the eyes of a woman. 'What is the meaning of this?' she asked, her gaze locked on you.