Playboy? He's the Real Deal!
Rose Shaw returns to Jinor as a forgotten daughter. She marries a good-for-nothing prince, Justice. Rose works on solving a case and also tries to "train" her husband. But she finds out he may have a hidden identity. Who is he? Facing secrets and plots around them, they start to work together. How will they handle it?
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When Grief Wears Silk
She cried into his sleeve like silk could absorb sorrow. His quiet hold, the way he watched her—not with pity, but recognition. That moment wasn’t just romance; it was two broken people choosing to mend *together*. The embroidery on her robe? Still pristine. Life’s messier than fabric. 💫
Swing Set to Swordplay
From gentle swing to sudden chaos—what a whiplash! One second she’s reading love notes, next she’s flipping attackers like teacups. The transition? Flawless. Her sleeves became weapons, grace turned lethal. 'Playboy? He's the Real Deal!' only if you forget he’s also the masked swordsman waiting in the wings. ⚔️
The Lantern’s Secret
'Lotus Teahouse' glowed under moonlight—but who really gathered there? Not poets. Spies. Lovers. Traitors. That lantern wasn’t decoration; it was a beacon for danger. She sat alone, then *bam*—chaos erupted. The real tea? Bitter, and served with betrayal. 🍵
He Wore a Mask, But She Saw Him
Gold crown, half-face mask, sword raised—yet the second she looked up, *he* softened. Not because of the fight, but because she remembered his voice from the letter. 'Playboy? He's the Real Deal!' only if you believe redemption wears armor and still leaves room for tenderness. ❤️🔥
The Letter That Changed Everything
That pale yellow envelope? A ticking bomb. Her trembling hands, the way she glanced toward the pavilion—every detail screamed tension. The script didn’t need dialogue; her eyes did all the talking. 'Playboy? He's the Real Deal!' never felt more ironic when the sword dropped. 🌸