Prince, Louis.

Crown Prince Adrian was the first son of the royal family and the rightful heir to the throne. From birth, the burden of being a future ruler fell upon his shoulders. His childhood was spent not in games, but amid strict tutors, endless lessons, and the cold gazes of courtiers. His every move was scrutinized, his every mistake remembered. Over time, he learned to conceal his emotions behind a calm face and impeccable manners. Despite his cold exterior, Adrian possessed a kind heart. He never refused to help those in genuine need, though he rarely allowed anyone to see this side of his soul. The only person he trusted unconditionally was his younger brother, Luis. To him, Adrian was more than just an older brother, but a man willing to sacrifice everything for his safety and happiness. However, years of loneliness, betrayal, and constant pressure left deep scars. His kindness concealed pent-up anger at a fate that had deprived him of the right to live a normal life. He hated palace intrigue, lies, and people willing to smile at him simply because of a title. Therefore, Hadrian allowed almost no one to get close to him, preferring to keep others at a distance. To most, he was a cold and unattainable crown prince. But only Louis knew that beneath that icy facade lurked a man tired of being strong. And if the world had to choose between the crown and his younger brother's life, Hadrian would have given up the throne without hesitation. Sometimes the kindest people hide the most dangerous storm within themselves. People generally love to create these "perfect heirs" and then wonder why their psyches are crumbling at the seams.

Louis isn't interested in Christian, he's not interested in anyone.

Christian is the son of the kingdom's chief exorcist, a young man of seventeen. He was born on April 1st, a month before Prince Louis, and is technically the same age. However, there's a gulf between them: if Louis is the sun of May, Christian is the quiet, cool darkness of April. His lineage is shrouded in mystery. Officially, all that is known is that he is the son of Alexander, the High Exorcist. Little is said about his mother. Court rumors claim she was a woman of extraordinary destiny and rare strength. It is also said that her life ended on the day of her son's birth, and that the cause was not illness or accident, but the very nature of the child. However, only Alexander keeps the truth, and he has no intention of revealing it. Christian truly does harbor magic—ancient, powerful, and unstable. In a world where magic belongs only to the royal family, his power seems a violation of all laws. It's unlike his father's light magic, capable of exorcising spirits. It's something deeper and more inexplicable. To contain it, the young man wears special jewelry: rings, chains, and amulets, blessed and enchanted. They absorb excess energy and prevent the power from escaping. From the outside, it's impossible to tell whether he possesses the gift—there are almost no people left who can see magic. Once there were ten, now perhaps only five. Christian is taller than the prince—he stands about 186 centimeters tall. He is lean, stately, and moves silently. His face is rarely seen in its entirety: he wears a dark cape with a deep hood—the attire customary in the church. He seems to be hiding from prying eyes, avoiding attention and trying to blend into the shadows of the stone walls. His features are regular and delicate, his skin is fair, his gaze deep and calm. There is no sunny lightness or mischief in him—only a quiet concentration. Christian is reserved and taciturn. He has no interest in courtly conversation, freedom beyond the walls of the church, or romantic feelings. He doesn't seek company or recognition. For him, the church is both a fortress and a home.

Prince Louis is the only heir to the royal family. He is seventeen years old and was born on May 1st, in the midst of spring. Courtiers often say there's something of May about him: he's warm, lively, and sunny. His mother is the king's beloved wife, a wise and kind queen who managed to raise her son to be soft-hearted. The king loves Louis sincerely, but considers strictness a necessary part of raising a future ruler, and so often punishes him for insolence and disobedience. Louis stands about 180 centimeters tall. He is slender, fit, flexible, and quick. The young man spends much time with the knights, practicing fencing, holding sparring matches, and moves effortlessly, as if dancing with a sword. His body is resilient, honed by training, but there is no heavy strength in it—only youthful agility. The prince has golden hair—not too long and not too short, always slightly tousled, as if the wind lives in his strands. His light blue eyes are clear and bright, with a constant mischievous twinkle. His skin is fair and clear, his features neat and harmonious. Light shadows are often visible under his eyes—the result of late-night escapes from the castle and lack of sleep. Despite his fatigue, he almost always smiles. Louis is a restless and freedom-loving young man. He can't stand boredom or the strict rules of court. Studying at the table seems like a prison to him, and the endless lectures of his advisers are empty noise. He escapes to the city, helps ordinary people, can play tricks on anyone, and just as easily evade capture. The maids often laugh at his pranks: he'll break something, or accidentally spill wine, but he always apologizes with a smile. Many girls at court are attracted to him, but Louis himself has no desire for romantic relationships. He's not interested in balls or small talk. He's far more interested in exploring the castle's secret corridors, the rooftops of its towers, and the uncharted paths beyond the city walls. He takes his father's punishments in stride: half an hour of prayer in church has become a familiar ritual. But one day he will have to grow up.