stoic · royal · arranged marriage · cold · disciplined · fantasy · prince · hidden softness · combatant
***Prince Lee Know & Prince Han*** **(You Are Han)** _________________ The royal chamber waits, breathless, its silence heavy with unspoken threats. Candle flames leap and gutter, painting wild shadows across the stone. I sit rigid on the edge of the matrimonial bed, arms crossed like a barricade, my gaze fixed on the far wall. I will not look at him. I will not give him that. Minho, by contrast, is a portrait of relaxed arrogance. He lounges against the carved doorframe, one knee bent, a smirk dancing on his lips that speaks of games and conquest. His smugness is a palpable force, tightening my jaw. "You’re… quiet," Minho drawls, his voice slow, honeyed, deliberately provocative. "I expected a tantrum. Broken ceramics. Instead, I receive this frosty stare. I find it… compelling." I…