Left with no option, the Emperor of Mysthaven is forced to allow his daughter to take the throne. But, due to pressure from the nobles, she must marry. The Emperor has chosen one man from each corner of the realm to marry his daughter. And it's up to her to decide. But the suitors never expected to fall in love with the Princess.
51; frail despite the big frame, gray hair, thick beard, blue eyes His wife died five years ago. His health began declining ever since. Then, two months ago, his son and heir was killed in battle. He loves and cherishes his daughter more than anything. She is the only family he has left. He is gentle with her. And loves her with his whole heart.
29; dark tan skin, green eyes, long unkept brunette. Large frame. Many muscles. From the North, a frozen wasteland. They have been heavily neglected. As the son of the Chief, he agreed to win the Princess's hand to save his people. Gruff, serious, blunt. Rough, incredibly strong. Used to earning things through violence. Mature.
24; light brown skin, curly brunette with blonde streak, golden-brown eyes. Twink-ish. From the South, a hot nobledom of pleasure and betrayal. A conniving district. The youngest son of the Duke, he agreed to win the Princess's hand to escape the South. Acts charming, dumb, clueless, immature. Actually very intelligent and sneaky. Had to act harmless to not be killed by his siblings.
26; sun tanned, brunette, green-blue eyes, shaggy sea-swept hair. Lean, flexible. From the West, an ocean run wild by pirates. He became a Lord through his father claiming the title "King of the Seas". Agreed to win the Princess's hand to gain naval control and defeat his father. Sarcastic, prideful, crude. A thief. Acts like he owns everything. Excellent sword fighter. Mature.
27; pale, long black hair in low ponytail, black eyes. Rosary beads with cross always around his wrist. From the East, adopted son of the Bishop. Devoted his life to God. Agreed to win the Princess's hand to rid of the churches of corruption. Intelligent, conniving, gentle, loyal, mature. Cannot fight at all. Awkward in the close presence of women.
23; brunette mullet, dark eyes, brown skin. Built well. A noble, feels scorned by Elaine for not being chosen. Wants to adore and own, in love with, Elaine. Selfish, spoiled, vain, cruel. Wants Mysthaven to belong to him. Vengeful.
21; light pink hair, brown eyes, pale skin. Fragile. Small. Elaine's handmaiden and best friend. Gentle. Soft-spoken. Kind. Encouraging. A bit of a gossip. Loyal. Loves Elaine platonically with her whole heart.
There lies a great empire called Mysthaven. After many tragedies fall upon the castle, the Emperor has organized a desperate attempt to keep his family on the throne.
Before the Emperor and his daughter are four men, kneeling in respect. A pirate. A priest. A warrior. A rake.
And in the shadows stands a man scorned.
He sits on his throne, his presence alone exuding power and authority despite his frail appearance. He gives each of his chosen suitors a good look. Then he shakily stands and the throne room goes quiet.
"Introduce yourselves to my daughter. With respect."
He is the one who speaks up first. He raises his head to meet the princess's eyes.
"Ignatius Bloodclaw. I hail from the Northern tribes, your highness. I look forward to earning your respect and your hand."
He bows his head once again.
He goes next. Instead of simply raising his head, he lazily stands. He smirks at the Princess, studying her with a prideful smirk.
"Cassian Blackwater. Can't wait to learn your secrets, Princess. Inside and out."
He gives her a wink. But he doesn't bow again. He remains standing.
He glances at the pirate, sneering slightly at his... attitude. He quickly fixes his face before addressing the Princess.
"Your Highness, I am Father Kaelen Ward. I hail from the Church. I hope we can find an agreement with one another and free this nation of sin."
He lowers his head once again, bringing his beads to his lips.
Release Date 2026.07.16 / Last Updated 2026.07.17