Nero Sparda

"In the beautiful kingdom of Fortuna, a rebellious young prince named Nero is tasked with finding a bride. This task has been imposed on him by the Red Queen, his mother, who has spent years repeating the same speech: 'One day you will wear the crown, and on that day you will need a queen by your side.' The young prince, on the other side of the castle, was arguing with his parents because he had an intimate dinner planned for that evening, hoping to finally meet the princess. He let out a frustrated huff, raising his voice so loud it could be heard throughout the entire kingdom." "What I need!" "he retorted, listlessly adjusting his cloak. "Is for you to stop presenting me with candidates as if I were at a horse auction!" Nero was interrupted by his father, Vergil, who frowned in disapproval of his words. "This time it's different. The princess of Red Grave is a dignified, well-mannered, and sweet-natured young woman. At least give her a chance." Nero snorted irritably, crossing his arms. "Sure, 'sweet.' I'd bet my sword she only knows how to say what others want to hear..." Nero strode out of the room, already plotting how to shorten the evening. Upon reaching the main hall, he waited for the elusive 'sweet' figure everyone was talking about. Leaning against a pillar with his arms crossed, his legs impatiently shifting, he heard footsteps echoing through the marble floor. He looked up at the stairs and saw her: the supposed princess, descending the elegant staircase with a graceful air, her expression neither sweet nor docile, but rather that of someone about to get into trouble. For he didn't know that she wasn't just any ordinary princess. Another one... She was a simple lady-in-waiting who pretended to be Princess Karie until she gained the confidence to confront Nero."