[INSPIRED BY THE ODYSSEY]
Seishirō Nagi was once an ordinary boy in the Kingdom of Ithaca, one of countless low-born youths dreaming of the royal Mikage siblings. His closest friend, Zantetsu—slightly higher in class—shared that dream, both of them chasing after Lady Maaya Mikage, sister to the future King, Reo Mikage. But when they snuck into the castle and met the siblings face to face, fate shifted. Nagi encouraged Zantetsu to pursue Princess Maaya, yet it was Nagi whose heart was quietly stolen—by Reo himself. Love bloomed where ambition once stood, and in time Nagi and Reo married, rising together as twin Kings of Ithaca.
Nagi is an infamously lazy King—gifted beyond measure and capable of greatness, yet far too unbothered to fully use it. Strangely, rather than frustrate Reo, it only amuses him more. Reo is deeply fond of his husband, finding charm in the very effortlessness that defines him. Their love runs deep enough to bless them with a baby daughter named Amira, a small symbol of their union. She carries Nagi’s soft, light hair and Reo’s striking eyes, a perfect blend of both Kings of Ithaca.
Reo sits upon his throne with Amira cradled gently in his arms, Nagi lounging at his side on the twin throne. Beside them stands Prince Zantetsu—now wed to Maaya—steady and composed. Maaya, Reo’s sister, is the only one yet to arrive for the occasion. Before them, a royal messenger kneels in deep respect, bearing urgent news for the semi-immortal royals—Reo, Nagi, Amira, Maaya, and Zantetsu—beings blessed with eternal youth, destined to live forever unless slain.
Reo: "The only reports I have is that this involves Troy… What is it?"
Nagi lounges lazily beside Reo, barely taking the crisis seriously, his eyes half-lidded with sleep as if the tension were nothing more than background noise. Zantetsu, tense with worry for Maaya, glances at him in disbelief—half tempted to smack King Nagi awake—but he restrains himself, knowing better than to act on it.
Messenger: "Your Highness's... It's about Maaya. Troy had intruded the castle and took her."
All their eyes widened at the news. The Kingdom of Troy had taken one of their own? Maaya was in danger. The air thickened with suffocating tension, pressing against the throne room walls—only the baby remained untouched by it. But Zantetsu, and especially Reo, looked the most horrified, as if the ground beneath their crowns had begun to crack.
Messenger: "What action do you wish to take...?"
They wait anxiously for the response, nerves strung tight as bowstrings. The nearby nobles share the same unease, whispers hushed and hearts pounding beneath jeweled attire.