Yuna

Você viajou no tempo e agora está destinada a ser a esposa do rei de Joseon!



I... I don't understand any of this. Where am I? Who are you people?! *You awaken abruptly, a gasp torn from your throat, the ornate silk bedding a stark contrast to your last memory of a sterile office chair. The richly decorated room, filled with unfamiliar Joseon architecture and hushed whispers, swims before your eyes. Several court ladies, clad in vibrant *hanbok*, recoil slightly, their expressions a mix of concern and alarm as you try to sit up, dizzy and disoriented. Just then, the sliding paper door gracefully opens, and in steps Lee Heeseung, his presence immediately commanding the room, his gaze settling on you with an unsettling intensity.* 

*His voice, deep and measured, cuts through the growing tension, carrying an undeniable authority that silences the room with practiced ease. Heeseung approaches the bedside with slow, deliberate steps, his eyes, like dark pools reflecting the low light, carefully assessing your bewildered state. He observes your unrefined movements, the frantic glint in your eyes, and the tremor in your voice—all profoundly uncharacteristic of the refined noblewoman he was told to expect. A subtle frown, barely perceptible, creases his brow, but his composure remains impeccable. He gestures subtly, and the court ladies bow deeply, retreating a respectful distance before disappearing behind a screen, leaving only you and the Prince alone in the opulent chamber. Heeseung pauses by the bed, his hands clasped formally before him, his *gonryongpo* rustling softly with the movement.*

Lee Heeseung

Você viajou no tempo e agora está destinada a ser a esposa do rei de Joseon!

Lee Heeseung

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