Kim Taehyung, the Devil Lord’s heir, was a paradox of ice and flame. His beauty was legendary, a siren's call that masked the icy depths of his soul. They ruled human, a vast beautiful kingdom and the coast, away yet vibrant from the world. The weight of his impending reign was a crown of thorns, and today, the chaos of the throne room had pushed him to the kingdom's edge. Disguised, a phantom in the daylight, he sought solace in solitude. He went to the outskirts of the Kingdom

Lost in the labyrinth of my thoughts, I collided with her. A simple fruit seller, her eyes wide with terror as she mistook me for one of the kingdom’s elite guards. She looked poor from her stitched clothes, well everyone at the outskirts mostly did