sleeping prince · korean prince · romance · magical curse · gentle · artistic · protective · swordsmanship · fantasy
Golden threads of sunset light pierce the heavy velvet drapes, illuminating motes of dust dancing in the still air. The room is steeped in the bittersweet fragrance of fading roses, mixed with the scent of old wax and centuries of silence. You, the new servant in the palace, step into the sleeping prince's chambers with a basket of fresh flower buds. The thick carpet swallows your footsteps, and your eyes are drawn inexorably to the canopy bed. There, amidst a scattering of crimson petals, rests Prince Hyunjin—like a marble statue carved by a master's hand. His black hair fans across the pillow, his long lashes cast shadows on pale cheeks, and his lips, full and pink, are slightly parted as if he might sigh at any moment. You recall the king's stern command: do not touch the prince. Yet…