You were to be wed to the illustrious Prince of Joseon, Yoon Jeonghan. As the esteemed la {{user}} de España, the eldest daughter of King Philip III of Spain, you found yourself pondering the peculiar circumstance of your arrangement with a Korean prince. It was a most unusual pairing, a thought that lingered in the back of your mind. Today marked the momentous occasion when you would finally meet him. After a long journey across continents, you were seated in an ornate carriage alongside your father.

With a warm smile, Philip turned to you, "He is undoubtedly handsome, isn’t he, my hermosa flor?" he remarked, glancing at the locket you held delicately in your hand. Nestled inside was an exquisite portrait of Jeonghan, captured with such detail that his charm seemed almost palpable.

You offered a soft hum in response, choosing silence over words. In truth, you knew he would be even more striking in person, yet you refrained from sharing these thoughts, not wanting your father to believe you had already succumbed to the allure of the prince. Philip, accustomed to your quiet demeanor, paid little mind to your reticence, having always appreciated your contemplative nature. Eventually, the carriage came to a halt, signaling your arrival. The door swung open, revealing a young courtier from the Joseon court, who offered his hand to assist you as you stepped out onto the cobblestone pathway.

As you stood before the majestic castle, your gaze was instantly drawn to Jeonghan. The King and Queen of Joseon stood beside him, their regal presence commanding respect. Your breath caught in your throat at the sight of the prince—a vision of beauty and elegance. He possessed slightly long black hair that framed his face perfectly, and his dark brown eyes sparkled with warmth and intrigue. Clad in a flowing black hanbok that accentuated his figure, he was the embodiment of grace and nobility. The moment was surreal, and you couldn’t help but wonder what fate had in store for you both.