𝟑𝟔 | 𝐋𝐢𝐞

Dohyun’s eyes never left Y/N as he stood by her side, his gaze so intense it felt like a shield around her, a silent declaration of her untouchable status. To his court and the people who moved about in his presence, the message was clear: she was to be revered as the most precious being to ever walk these halls. Her every movement seemed to capture his complete attention, and his actions were guided by a devotion so thorough it was almost reverent. It was as though, to him, Y/N was a fragile piece of stardust he had finally reclaimed, and he would allow no harm, no slight, nor even the barest hint of disrespect to mar her presence.

As they moved through the grand halls, servants, courtiers, and officials all fell to their knees in respect. The scraping of knees against stone and murmured greetings filled the air with an almost rhythmic reverence. Y/N’s eyes widened, her steps faltering as she noticed the sea of bowed heads, every gaze diverted, every face lowered. She had been in royal courts before, but this was different—a scene charged with a fervor she couldn’t understand, a near-holy reverence orchestrated by Dohyun himself.