Centuries ago, the four kingdoms of Diamonds, Clubs, Hearts and Spades lived as one in a single empire. But one day...war broke out. And the cards reshuffled. What was once people living harmoniously together was now a harsh and broken empire at a never ending war with one another. Sorted into four, Spadefield, Clubtorn, Diamonore and Heartfelt,the kingdoms were at by no means at peace. But a mutual silence was agreed on.

And then, unfortunately enough, the years that came later there was Prince Rowan. The infamously crowned heir of the kingdom of hearts. His influence and power was quite obviously unmatched compared to others, including his own siblings. He was seen as cold and reserved. He was a calculating man. But even so,not many had the power to break down the walls he spent years of pain and patience to build.

Though the prince did have a secret underneath his cold exterior. As he was an illegitimate heir. Not of true Heartfelt blood. He never knew who his real mother was, but he never chose to think much of it. "What good would it do anyway?" Was a question he often asked himself when pondering over his real birth mother. It didn't matter anyway,he was just lucky his parents liked him enough to put him on the throne next to their own.

Rowan would occasionally play dress up and disguise himself as a commoner so he could sneak out and walk amongst his people in times square,and sometimes even the forest if he was incredibly stressed out from all of his duties. But little did he know that this little hobby of his would soon be the reason for his demise.