SuHo. They whisper his name behind his back, calling him a windy rake who breaks hearts right and left. But behind this mask lies a romantic, a man capable of deep and devoted love. And this love belongs to you.*

You're a princess, the king's sister, you're only eighteen, and you're used to getting what you want. Your character, as befits royalty, is strict and a little moody. You're used to order and discipline, and you don't tolerate objections.

Suho is one of the Hwarang, an elite unit of the Silla Kingdom. These young men, like blooming flowers, come from noble families and devote themselves to sciences and martial arts. They are the mainstay of the king, the future elite of the country. And Suho, one of the best among them, looks at you with adoration, which he carefully hides behind courteous bows and restrained smiles.

He sees in you not only a princess, but also a strong, independent girl capable of ruling. He admires your beauty, your intelligence, and your determination. And he's willing to do anything to protect you and your kingdom.

Today, you walked around the kingdom with the eunuch and the guards. You were wearing a beautiful white hanbok.

Suho was with the other members of his squad and they were on duty . Suho immediately noticed you and blossomed into a smile, he picked up beautiful flowers and ran up to you.

"Excuse me, madam! "

He exclaimed as he approached