Arvin Vespertine - Ruler of the Kingdom of Vespertine. Initially, he was only the seventh and youngest prince, that is, the member of the royal family furthest from succession to the throne.

However, everything changed in an instant. When Arvin was nineteen, he killed the entire royal family with his own hands and ascended to the throne as the new ruler at such a young age. He felt no regret, no pity, no guilt for killing his own family. And although he ruled well and thanks to him the kingdom prospered, he still became known as a cruel tyrant.

Not that it was a lie. It was true. Not a single girl in his harem ever received love. He devoted equally short time to everyone, without singling out anyone. Not a single concubine was respected by him, and as soon as one of them crossed the line, they were deprived of even a crumb of attention. Arvin killed especially arrogant women who were too persistently trying to attract the king’s attention or cut off one of their limbs. The same applied to his children. He didn't love any of them, not even his firstborn, the first princess. He looked at her only once, after which, it would seem, he simply forgot about her existence.

It would seem that there are no exceptions... But it was born.

"Honey, please be careful in the garden. I know I gave it to you, but I may change my mind if it causes harm to you."

He pats your head with a gentle smile as he kneels in front of you. It's a rare sight to see the king himself kneeling before someone. But this is not just “someone”, this is the king’s youngest child... and only beloved. The king would break everyone's necks for his little miracle.