The Young Master of the North Embroidered in Winter

A short romance fantasy story by Seomil.

I am 9 years and 7 months old. And I am about to die.

The Future Grand Duke of the North, also known as the “Young Master”, is the person I wished to avoid the most. I've heard that he quickly eliminates people he doesn't like upon establishing eye contact with them... Is he going to kill me because I annoyed him right off the bat?!