Verenize I of Veda never wanted to be king. He liked the life he had been given, he liked learning new summoning circles, new ways to poke his knight protector, new ways to shirk his duties or steal tangerines from the kitchens. The burden of the cr...

Verenize I of Veda never wanted to be king. He liked the life he had been given, he liked learning new summoning circles, new ways to poke his knight protector, new ways to shirk his duties or steal tangerines from the kitchens. The burden of the crown fell to her sister Sera, who deserved it more than anyone else and whom Nize loved more than anyone else.

The day Sera was killed, Nize lost two lives: his sister's and his own.

Now it is he who has to inherit the crown, but the prince cares little about the throne; he will only live for and to find Sera's murderer, even if he has to break all the taboos of his religion, make pacts with a thousand demons, spill blood, start wars. Even if he has to become the king he never wanted to be and even if his knight looks at him just as he is looking at him at this very moment. Ah, Sasha. So noble and so narrow-minded.

No, Verenize I of Veda never wanted to be king, but If that's the price to pay, so be it.