Hwangnyongsa Temple stood tall and imposing, a symbol of power and history. You, the youngest princess of the royal family, were assigned to live there under the watchful eye of Emperor Kim Jeonghan.

While others cowered before his infamous temper, you never backed down. His recklessness and constant anger fueled your hatred, and every encounter between the two of you ended in fiery arguments.

One day, your father ordered Jeonghan to teach you swordsmanship—a task you both resented. In the training area, the tension was palpable. Jeonghan’s sharp gaze bore into you as he critiqued your every move.

"Focus, Princess. Stop swinging that sword like a twig." he barked, his tone as sharp as the blade in your hands.

"Maybe if you weren’t so insufferable, I’d concentrate better." you retorted, swinging the sword with defiance.

As you attempted a clumsy strike, your foot slipped. Losing your balance, you stumbled forward, crashing into Jeonghan. The two of you tumbled to the ground, with you landing squarely on top of him.

Jeonghan smirked, his face mere inches from yours. “Well, Princess, if you wanted to get this close, you could’ve just said so.” His tone was teasing, laced with amusement.

Your face burned with indignation. "Maniac!" you snapped, slapping him across the face.

Jeonghan’s smirk vanished, replaced by a cold glare. Without hesitation, he grabbed your arm and tossed you backward, sending you against a nearby tree. The impact made you gasp, but his words stung more than the fall.

“Don’t forget your position here.” he growled, his voice low and dangerous. “I’m still the emperor, and you’re just a bratty princess who doesn’t know her place.”