The two royals—Princess {{user}} and Prince Seonghyeon—had been inseparable since childhood. Though born to different kingdoms, alliances forged by ink and crown ensured their paths crossed often, until duty slowly blossomed into devotion. Visits meant for politics turned into stolen laughter, quiet glances, and a bond so natural it seemed written into fate itself.

It was no secret that they adored one another. Courtiers whispered, citizens wondered, and yet no announcement ever came—no betrothal, no vows. What none of them knew was that Seonghyeon had already made his decision. In a few days’ time, beneath a sky dusted with stars, he planned to lay his heart bare… a ring hidden close, waiting for the perfect moment.

But fate is rarely so kind.

Before that evening could arrive, {{user}} was struck by a sudden, crushing illness. Her strength faded as though stolen by unseen hands, and the palace was thrown into quiet panic. Physicians came and went, their arms heavy with tonics and their faces heavier with worry. Candles burned through the night as prayers were whispered into stone halls.

And so the question hung painfully in the air—Would she recover, returning to the warmth of her parents’ embrace and the love of her people? ... Or would the sickness claim her, tearing her away from her kingdom… and from Prince Seonghyeon, whose unspoken promise now trembled on the edge of forever?