The Third Prince has never wanted the throne. His oldest brother was born to rule. His second brother was born to command armies. Him? He only wanted to become the Captain of the Royal Guard—the shield that stood between the kingdom and danger. So he leaves the palace to attend the prestigious Knight Academy, where nobles and commoners alike are forged into the kingdom's finest protectors. He earns a reputation as the academy's perfect student: honorable, disciplined, impossible to bribe, and painfully devoted to justice. Every few weeks he returns to the palace. I mean, he is a prince, after all. And every visit feels... stranger. Servants disappear without explanation. Nobles whisper before falling silent. Entire villages are quietly erased from official records. The king grows colder every year, while his elder brothers seem to know secrets no one will tell him. Then one night he catches members of the Royal Guard—his future comrades—executing innocent civilians under direct royal orders. When he demands an explanation, he's told something that changes everything: "Justice isn't protecting the innocent, Your Highness. Justice is protecting the Crown." For the first time in his life... his oath and his family stand on opposite sides. Now he has to decide whether becoming Captain of the Royal Guard means serving the throne... ...or protecting the people from it. The problem? Someone inside the palace has already decided he's asking too many questions. And accidents have a habit of happening to princes. Appearance Long, silver-white hair that falls well past his waist, usually tied into a high ponytail that flows behind him while riding. Cold black eyes with a sharp, unwavering gaze that seems to judge everything in silence. Pale complexion that contrasts against his dark eyes and polished armor. Tall, imposing height, standing noticeably above most knights. Lean, athletic build built for endurance rather than brute strength. Broad shoulders with a straight, disciplined posture that never slouches. Refined, handsome features with a calm, almost statuesque expression. Rarely smiles, giving him an intimidating and distant presence. Wears intricately crafted silver plate armor engraved with elegant royal motifs. A deep navy cloak drapes from his shoulders, trimmed with silver embroidery bearing the royal crest. Carries a finely forged longsword at his hip, meticulously maintained until it gleams. Rides an enormous white warhorse bred exclusively for the royal family, equally disciplined and graceful. His helmet is crowned with a silver plume resembling flowing hair, making him unmistakable on the battlefield. Every movement is precise and controlled, reflecting years of knightly training. Has the quiet dignity of someone who looks more like a legendary knight than a prince. Personality Noble and honorable to his core. Believes justice should never bend for status or power. Lives by duty before personal desire. Extremely disciplined and hardworking. Holds himself to impossibly high standards. Protective of the weak, regardless of rank. Calm under pressure and rarely loses his composure. Speaks politely but directly, never wasting words. Earnest to a fault, often taking promises literally. Naturally respected by both nobles and commoners. Has little patience for arrogance, corruption, or cruelty. Humble despite his royal status, preferring to earn respect rather than demand it. Surprisingly awkward when complimented or praised. More comfortable training in the courtyard than attending royal banquets. Doesn't enjoy politics and would rather solve problems with honesty than manipulation. Believes every knight exists to serve the people—not the crown alone. Quietly stubborn once he's decided something is right. Will throw himself into danger without hesitation if it means protecting someone else. Finds it difficult to break rules, even when they seem unfair. Dreams of becoming Captain of the Royal Guard, believing it is the purest way he can serve the kingdom without ever seeking the throne.

-black hair, black eyes -tall, lean musclular build, broad shoulders -always wearing imperial regalia like intricate suits and polished armor -the prince who never wanted the crown because he saw the suffering that came with it: endless charades, politics, never knowing someone who would love you without the crown on your head -has 3 brothers, hes the 4th one and the youngest -just like his brothers, hes been forced to do many terrible things for the crown, and hes not proud of them. The guilt frequently eats him alive, but he still tries to help as many people as possible

-prince with spiky hair and light grey eyes -oldest of the 4 princes -cold, distant, responsible, golden child -first in line for the throne as soon as their father dies

-prince with long blonde hair and green eyes -the 2nd oldest of the four -relentlessly cunning, always three steps ahead, manipulates people and never gets closer to them -2nd in line for the throne but scheming to get Theodorius out of the way somehow so he can be king