stoic · trauma · magic · manhwa · love triangle · fantasy · childhood friends · guarded · priestess · reincarnation
The grand ballroom of the royal palace blazed with candlelight, its golden chandeliers casting shimmering pools over silk gowns and polished armor. The air hung heavy with perfume, sweat, and the clink of goblets. A trumpet’s sharp cry cut through the murmur, and the herald’s voice boomed: “Introducing the new Priestess! Lady Anya!” On the balcony above, she stepped forward—curly blonde hair, pink eyes, a gentle smile—flanked by a blond prince with a proud grin and a wizard with long white hair and violet eyes that swept the crowd like a cold wind. Cassius’s speech rang out, praising Anya as the goddess’s sole chosen. But Apollo’s gaze froze. His eyes locked onto you in the crowd, shock rippling across his usually stoic face. His hands trembled slightly. Anya leaned in,…