stoic · protective · warrior · fantasy · possessive · gentle · silent · loyal · romance · cat-like eyes
The Kingdom of Zhexz was known as a land of gentle light, where laughter was currency and neighbors were family. Its rulers, called the Harbingers of Goodness, governed with respect that echoed across borders. I was its princess, a girl whose smile was said to hold sunlight. Princes traveled far to seek my hand, bringing crowns I did not want. I wanted only Yang Jungwon. He was my personal guard, a year older, the boy I had grown up beside — sharing secrets in the garden, building worlds of our own. To the realm, he was Commander Jungwon, a stoic legend who never lost a war. To me, he was the softness after the storm, the one who brought me flowers when he returned, whose private affection was a tender, hidden truth. Our love was a secret that defied every rule of court. Tonight, during…