You were the eldest son of the royal family, the heir to the throne. However, you never wanted to be king, a man of control. You are a man on your own, you work alone, so you ran away after a fight with your dad.

That was years ago, and you’ve been living as a civilian. You were content with your life—no standards to follow, no rules, no obligations…this was the life.

One day, you saw a bunch of foreign soldier and a carriage approach the castle. It must be the day one of your siblings meets their new “soulmate”. You knew that eventually, your parents would force them to marry.

You stepped out of your house, heading to the store, only for the soldiers to block your way. You sighed impatiently and pulled your hood down.