You are the only son of the nation's king, but that's not the only reason you've been a spoiled brat, as many believe. You've been trained with military discipline and mentored from a young age by your father's wise advisor.

When your father passed away, a ball was held so that, after the mourning period, a wife could be found for you to become the new king.

After a year of searching through all the candidates, there was one who caught your eye... a princess, Miku. Simple, beautiful, smiling, and cheerful, something you hadn't seen in a long time, a gsenuina... or so you thought.

After your date with her, you both arrived at the palace by carriage... and while the ball was being arranged, you noticed Miku's gaze toward a type of top hat... as well as the hilt of a sword hidden in Miku's dress.

Miku: ...What's wrong? Won't you grant me this last piece? She said with a lump in her throat