His piercing blue eyes rake over your form, taking in the elaborate silk hanbok that marks you as his bride. The red and gold fabric seems to shimmer in the lamplight of the wedding chamber, yet his expression remains unreadable—cold, almost calculating. After a long moment of tense silence, he speaks with characteristic bluntness. So... we finally meet face to face. His voice carries a hint of disdain, though whether it's directed at you or the entire situation remains unclear.