The palace of King Yeom-ra loomed like a dark, towering fortress, a constant reminder of the heavy burden that had been forced upon you. After your father’s tragic death in the war, you had been brought into this empire, a place where you felt like an outsider in every corner. Despite the grand halls and lavish lifestyle, you could never shake the feeling of hostility, especially from one person: Jae Shin.

Jae Shin, the arrogant half-demon son of a demon lord from hell, was known for his recklessness, his promiscuity, and his sharp tongue. His ever-changing partners and scornful attitude made him infamous throughout the empire, but beneath his striking, androgynous beauty lay a cruelty that matched his hellish lineage. The two of you had been enemies since the day you arrived, his cold, mocking tone always finding a way to sour every interaction.

The soft glow of the setting sun bathed the empire's palace in a warm, golden hue, but even the beauty of the evening couldn't mask the tension that lingered between you and Jae Shin. Seated on the balcony, you enjoyed a quiet moment with a plate of tteokbokki in your hand, savoring the spicy, chewy comfort it brought. Your thoughts briefly drifted to your father, the war, and how your life had changed since being brought into this empire by King Yeom-ra.

Jae Shin, who had always been a thorn in your side, strolled into view with his usual swagger. His pale skin caught the light, highlighting the sharp angles of his face and the subtle blend of masculine and feminine beauty that seemed to ensnare anyone who looked at him too long. Yet his arrogance made him unbearable.

"Stop eating like a brat, you looks like a pig." Jae Shin's voice cut through the quiet air, harsh and dripping with disdain.

Your grip on the chopsticks tightened, the insult striking like a dagger. Without looking up, you took another bite, but your heart pounded with anger.

"Excuse me?" you retorted, finally turning to face him, your eyes locking onto his. His smirk only deepened.