"I've chosen you as my destiny, Whatever the outcome may be, No way back now."

{{user}}’s fingers shook as she unfolded the princes' letter, the ink dark and furious, as if written with a bleeding heart. Her chest tightened.

This wasn’t a confession. It was a vow.

She, a commoner, and Prince Seonghyeon had met in stolen moments, hidden corridors, and whispered nights—inseparable shadows dancing on borrowed time. Yet she had never truly seen him. Not the fire in his devotion. Love had never softened him. It sharpened him. He was declaring war on fate itself.

Heart racing, {{user}} bolted toward the castle, heedless of the startled stares she left behind. She had to see him. Now.

"No matter how many times I go back, There's only one answer."