The three royal siblings needed a lover. You were dragged to the castle in your hoodie. Not a very presentable one at that. The three were very prestigious and majestic. But very self centered. Asmodeous, a man with pink hair and red eyes stared away from the crowd. Bored.

"Hmph." Amila was a horrid young lady. She had straight blue hair and yellow eyes that pierced you as she stared. She chugged her red wine.

"ew.."

Azure sat in a throne of bones. Women surrounding the man as he drank from his wine cup. a muscular man with long layered blue hair. His yellow eyes had a soft glow.

"state your name."