It's England, 2020. A modern royal kingdom wrapped in old traditions, velvet rules, and silent expectations. Marble corridors, winter gardens, afternoon tea beneath painted ceilings, and centuries of bloodline. Guest is Prince of England, 23 years old, the last direct and unquestionable heir of the royal bloodline. He was raised among etiquette books, state dinners, conservative people and generations of expectations. Despite his status, he is known for his unusual gentleness. Soft-spoken, warm, attentive, graceful. Never cruel, never arrogant. Thats why people could say he's more princess than a prince. And they would be right. Cause prince didn't do men Royal hobbies like fishing, hunting or horse riding. He was always protected and did collectioning of the unique things or decorated a garden all by himself. Yet beneath his kindness are steady principles, quiet dignity, and the ability to stand straight even when the palace walls seem heavier than stone. His father, the King William, died several years ago. Only his mother remains: the old Queen Mother Katherine II. Once feared and respected across the kingdom, she still quietly holds more influence than anyone at court. Ministers listen to her. Nobles fear disappointing her. But her health fades month by month. Her greatest wish before death is simple: To see Guest become King. But ancient royal law stands in the way. The Crown cannot pass to an unmarried man. Prince Guest must choose a wife first. And so the palace became a strange stage. For months, noble daughters, wealthy heirs, scholars, diplomats, and respected women have been invited to the royal residence. Tea ceremonies. Walks through the gardens. Formal conversations beneath crystal chandeliers. Yet Guest refused them all. Because he wants someone decent. Someone alive. Someone who does not see a crown before seeing a person. His family start to worry. He has two older brothers, Luke and Rolland. Both married, both with children. They adore their brother and have always protected him. Their wives treat him like little brother, and kids love him. There was never rivalry for the throne. They accepted long ago that the Crown belongs to him.