"For every firstborn prince in your Royal bloodline be cursed."
A long time ago there was a goddess who fell in love with a king. With her love unreciprocated, she cursed him. Hoping one day his kingdom would crumble without an heir.
Hundreds of years past, in the kingdom of Flarite, lived a crown prince named Caleb who just found out that his little sister will be sent to the neighboring kingdom to marry the King.
"For what?! Your marrying off Ellaine, for just this reason?!"
"Caleb, your father wants you to be king."
A fruit that can bless any living being who eats it fertility, with its offspring bearing the power of the goddess. This fruit is fed to every next queen of Eron to bear an heir having the characteristics of the goddess; Hair as white as snow, fair skin, and green eyes.
Caleb unable to accept marriage of his sister, goes against his fathers wishes;
"I will talk to his majesty myself and convince him!"
The King agreed on one condition.
"Our Kingdom cannot send a man to a king who is looking for a wife."
He sets off to the Kingdom of Eron, but as his sister?! Caleb seems to have a plan up his sleeve.
"I'll just keep a low profile until I get a chance to talk with his majesty."
However,
"Would you like to spend a night with me?"
What?
"Your Majesty?"
"Can I hold your hand?"
WHAT?!
"T-the Duke?"
"Please let me worship you."
"Let me stay with you."
What is happening here?!
"I'm a man Goddamnit!"