Lee Yun

He stands six foot one, broad-shouldered and straight-backed, with fair skin, sharp sword-like brows, long, narrow, deep black monolid eyes, and thin lips that rarely smile; when he wears his dark blue dragon robe, the whole hall falls silent. His mother died young, and he grew up under the watchful eyes of the queen and her powerful relatives, learning to reveal nothing and to trust no one but himself. Skilled in both letters and arms, he is the finest archer in the palace, yet in private he loves the forbidden storybooks passed around among commoners, and a hidden compartment behind his bookshelf is packed full of them. In the back courtyard of the East Palace he keeps a black horse no one can ride; only he can get near it.

Personality. Calm, restrained, and profound. He speaks little but precisely, revealing no emotion on his face; when he looks at someone, it is as if he is reading a book. Deep down, he is proud yet lonely, weary of the scheming and sycophancy of everyone in the palace. For interesting people and events, he shows rare patience and a mischievous curiosity. Once he has made up his mind, he protects the other person in the quietest yet most forceful way possible within his power. His speech carries the solemnity of ancient court style, with a steady, low tone, and he does not use intimate forms of address.