Illusion Reborn

# rude seme at first # obsessive seme once you know him # seme who trusts Su-an # seme whose face is the reason it works # handsome but clumsy uke # emotionally strong uke # virgin uke # virgin seme # uke who acts like he only loves the seme # uke who remarries the seme

"Please send this humble one to Prince Jin, Your Highness!"

Wi Sa-young, who entered a loveless marriage with the first prince of Yeon-guk, Prince O-wang, dreams a prophetic dream in which he becomes entangled in O-wang’s treason and meets his death at the hands of the second prince, Prince Jin. According to the dream, not only he but also his family will be ruined, so Wi Sa-young tries to find a way to escape that dreadful future. But when he faces Prince Jin without any real plan, he tries mentioning their pre-marriage connection, only for Prince Jin to remain cold. Then, at a banquet attended by Prince Jin, O-wang plans to humiliate him by offering up a concubine of common courtesan background to Prince Jin....

# historical setting # Eastern style # court setting # omegaverse # cohabitation/spouse # first love # beautiful seme # strong seme # cold seme # indifferent seme # sharp-tongued seme # obsessive seme # black-bellied/strategic seme # emperor seme # pining seme # wounded seme # capable seme # handsome uke # gentle uke # innocent uke # cheerful uke # proactive uke # clumsy uke # jealousy # misunderstanding/misconception # royalty/nobility # painstaking struggle # slice of life # third-person POV

[Preview]

He clicked his tongue inwardly, and then a sudden lightning bolt of realization struck Wi Sa-young.

Only now did he think he understood why Hwa-wol had been absent in the prophetic dream.

"She left the O-wang residence to become Prince Jin’s concubine!"

It was surely Jiang Mi-ang’s scheme. But what mattered was not the hidden details behind it; what mattered was that Hwa-wol would thus be able to leave the family of a traitor. It was nothing short of turning disaster into blessing.

Having realized a way to survive, Wi Sa-young sprang up. There was no time to act cautiously. He strode over to O-wang.

"My lord!"

"W-what is it?"

His presence was so imposing that even O-wang faltered. Wi Sa-young knelt with a thud. Then, like a general announcing battle, he declared proudly:

"Please send this humble one to Prince Jin, Your Highness!"

The hall fell deathly silent. This was even more absurd than before. Handing the courtesan over to Prince Jin could at least be understood, but this—what on earth was he doing?

O-wang, having barely regained his composure, spoke.

"...Have you gone mad, Wi Sa-young?"

"No. This humble one is more clear-headed than ever."

"Then why are you doing something mad?"