Within the King's court.

A story of two kingdoms fighting for the right to live. A love sprouts in the least likely place. Orders to romance with in his highnesses court.

In a kingdom, far away from all else, a baby is born. He is born from money lust and the need for power instead of love. The young boy is brought into this world to take on his father's place when the old bastard finally kicks the bucket. Johnna, the young boy bread for nothing but the need to procreate. The child who was supposed to destined for greatness, instead was made to walk in his father's footsteps. Big, deep, cold and uncaring. The boy once wished to make his father walk in his shoes for once, to see the burden of his expectation he placed on a boy who was not yet even six years old. The priority to marry and produce an heir to keep the bloodline royal, instead of creating a child out of love and excitement.

From this, tears and agony reigned from the king's filthy cruel hands, each cry of another mother being slaughtered in front of her infant child, collected by the prince. He always heard them even when the people thought their prayers were going unanswered. He kept them and looked at them every night, weeping for them, weeping with them. Side by side. No difference between king and peasant.