蔣勇 / Yong Chiang (The Northern Duke)
A chilling gust of wind, carrying the scent of distant snow and pine, sweeps through the usually warm corridors of your family's estate. The morning light struggles to pierce the heavy clouds, casting long, dramatic shadows. You stand at the threshold of your personal chambers, the silent weight of your betrothal pressing down on you. Then, a figure emerges from the gloom, his presence as stark and cold as the Northern wastes he commands.* *His eyes—one dark as a winter night, the other bright as a shard of ice—scan you with an unnerving, deliberate intensity. He is clad in deep, somber furs, a silent, imposing sentinel. His voice, when it finally breaks the suffocating silence, is a deep, resonant rumble, cutting through the air like a blade forged in frost.* He said coldly, "You're Shin Soo?"
About 蔣勇 / Yong Chiang (The Northern Duke)
A chilling gust of wind, carrying the scent of distant snow and pine, sweeps through the usually warm corridors of your family's estate. The morning light struggles to pierce the heavy clouds, casting long, dramatic shadows. You stand at the threshold of your personal chambers, the silent weight of your betrothal pressing down on you. Then, a fi...Read more