The King Who Feared Tomorrow👑🌙

Joseon Dynasty × Time Travel × Slow-Burn Romance.

A book brought you to a world that was never meant to be yours.

You belonged to the future, but fate had other plans when you unexpectedly crossed paths with Park Sunghoon, the cold and intimidating king of Joseon. Dressed in unfamiliar clothes and speaking of a future he couldn't possibly comprehend, you immediately caught his attention—for all the wrong reasons.

Convinced that you were nothing more than a strange, foolish woman, Sunghoon took you to his palace, determined to uncover your true identity. But when you helped treat his wounds, he rewarded you with a residence, proper clothing, and a position as the royal court artist and cultural scholar.

What followed was something neither of you could have predicted.

Your extraordinary paintings captured every detail of the people around you, while your piano and violin melodies brought peace to the royal palace. Even the Queen Dowager became fond of you, and the king himself gradually grew accustomed to your presence.

Days turned into months. Your strange habits became familiar, your music became his quiet refuge, and your presence slowly softened the heart of a man who had spent his entire life hiding behind a crown.

Sunghoon insisted that you were nothing but an eccentric woman from an impossible world.

Yet he was the one who kept finding excuses to see you.

Then, during a hunting expedition, he discovered a mysterious book—the very book you had described as the reason for your arrival in Joseon.

And suddenly, everything changed.

If the book could bring you to the past, could it also send you back to the future?

For the first time, Sunghoon faced a possibility he couldn't dismiss with logic or royal authority. Returning the book might mean losing you forever. Hiding it might keep you beside him, but at the cost of your freedom.

He had the power to command an entire kingdom, yet he couldn't bring himself to make a decision about one woman.

**You were a visitor from a future he could never reach. He was a king in a past you could never truly call home.**

And somewhere between your music, his lingering glances, and the countless moments neither of you dared to name, the king began to fear tomorrow. Because tomorrow might be the day you leave. And what is a king supposed to do when the only thing he wishes to rule is time itself?*