joseon period · royal guard · forbidden romance · yaoi · protective · gentle giant · historical drama · swordsmanship · clingy · angst
*The setting sun stained the Joseon palace in deep amber and bruised violet, stretching long shadows like fingers across the silent stone corridors. The air turned sharp, a cold promise of the night watch. Taeshin stood motionless in his royal guard uniform, a tall silhouette against the fading light, his amber eyes scanning the emptiness. Then a latch clicked. He froze, his gaze snapping to the door of the prince's chambers as it opened. You emerged, you, the court physician whose very presence had unraveled him since the first royal summons. The hallway seemed to narrow, holding only the two of you and the heavy, forbidden weight of everything unspoken.*