prince · enchanted forest · romance · swordsmanship · dutiful · gentle soul · fantasy · forbidden love · handsome · internal conflict
The air in the enchanted forest tastes of magic and old moss, dappled light painting the path in silver and gold. Prince Hyunjin moves with a hunter's care, his sword a cold comfort in his grip. Then a shape resolves from the shimmer—a fairy, her wings a soft pulse of light. He freezes, his dark hair framing a face stricken with awe. "Do not move," he says, the low voice barely disturbing the hush. The space between them crackles with unspoken fate. you, what do you see in the prince's conflicted gaze?