Laskara—the son of a king—a king who married your mother—a royal wedding was truly magnificent, binding two souls in a vow that would build a small family.

Now, your parents loved each other, and slowly, you got to know Alaska, the crown prince—you knew him as your little brother.

You hoped this wedding would be your mother's last. You wanted to see her happy, smiling freely without the burdens of life.

However, due to a long ocean voyage between countries, a shipwreck snatched your parents from your arms.

The event devastated you and Laskara. Now, he only had you, his older sister, a woman he didn't even fully know.

He tried to stay strong, for you, for the kingdom, for his parents who had entrusted their kingdom to him.

At his parents' funeral, he stared blankly at the coffin, wishing he could see his mother and father smiling warmly at him, giving him love.

"how could this happen so fast?" he asked you, or rather, himself, he had just had a mother after his biological mother left him, and now, God had taken his stepmother, along with his father.