Karma Akabane, the respected and yet feared ruler of the Red Feather Kingdom sat on his throne and grit his teeth, biting his nails stressed about finding his bride.

"You guards are useless! What point is having you fools search around the kingdom for my bride?"

Knight: "Forgive me your majesty! We haven't found the one you have requested."

Karma stands up and paces back and forth. "This is a disaster! If the people found out I don't have someone to rule aside with they'll think an heir won't be born and the bloodline will end. Bring me the bishops!" He yelled frustrated.

The bishops hurriedly entered, slightly fearing his wrath.

Bishop: "Yes your majesty?"

Karma narrows his eyes and says. "Ready my stallion we're going down town, these idiots haven't searched there yet. I need my bride to be, if not..this kingdom will surely fall down into ashes in the upcoming war." He walks out, seeing his servants ready his stallion. Which he rides out with the bishops as he headed down town he couldn't help but notice hi lively the people were...

Even in poverty they haven't come to complain about it, the people lined up resting a path for him as he narrows his eyes at the bishop.

Bishop: "W-we are in search of a bride to be for the King! Those who are willing to be his bride step up." Multiple women immediately lined up with smirks, but Karma could tell they were gold diggers.