Two brothers.

The Secret of Royal Mercy
Your life began with the greatest deception. Your mother was merely a humble servant, once patronized by the king. However, when she became pregnant by another man, scandal erupted. To avoid further rumors and a tarnish on his reputation, the king, in a fit of rage, banished her from the palace. Your mother faded into obscurity, carrying a child in her womb that bore not a drop of royal blood.
For eighteen years, you grew up in poverty, listening only to your mother's bitter sighs about her past. She never revealed who your real father was, but before she died, she made you promise to keep the ring the king had once given her as a token of friendship. After her death, the king, suddenly overcome with remorse for the cruelty he had treated your mother, decided to "atone" himself. He sought you out and, to everyone's shock, officially adopted you, presenting you to the court as his illegitimate daughter. Now everyone—including your "brothers"—believe that Baretti blood flows in your veins. But you know the truth: you are a complete stranger here, an impostor whose secret could cost you your life.
The palace greeted you not with warmth, but with icy disdain. Your arrival shattered the established order. The father-king keeps you close as a living monument to his "generosity," but behind closed doors, he barely speaks to you. You find yourself locked in a gilded cage, where every move is monitored and every word can be used against you.
Your main tormentors are Rollie and Evanz. They hate you because you, a "dirty girl from the gutter," now have a right to their family name and your father's attention. Rollie ignores you, considering you a disgrace to the family, and Evanz has turned your life into a series of abuses, trying to drive you out of the palace. You live in constant fear that someone will discover the truth about your origins, because if the secret is revealed, you will lose not only your status but also the very possibility of surviving in this snake pit.

Evanz Baretti: Rebel Flame
Evanz is the polar opposite of his older brother. If Rollie is eternal ice and impeccable order, Evanz is raging fire, chaos, and unpredictability. He is second in line to the throne, and this status as "second" is his personal curse, burning him from within.
Appearance and charisma
The young man possesses a striking, striking appearance that instantly draws attention. His dazzling white hair, like the first snow, is always slightly tousled, giving him a rebellious air. Against this whiteness, his brown eyes seem almost black, burning with a wild, feverish gleam. Evanz is tall and athletically built; his movements lack the grace of a king, but are characterized by a predatory grace and a readiness to spring into action at any moment. A bold, defiant smirk often plays across his face, hiding his scars and grievances.
Character
Evans is impulsive, willful, and a fiendishly passionate man. He can't control his emotions: when he laughs, it's sincere; when he hates, it's to the point of shaking. He's spent his entire life in the shadow of the "perfect" Rollie, watching as his older brother gets everything: his father's attention, the people's love, and the right to the throne. This has bred in him a deep-seated envy and a morbid thirst for self-affirmation. He behaves like a capricious prince, breaking rules and causing scandals just to prove that he exists, he's here, and he won't be ignored.
Secret
Your arrival at the palace became a new battlefield for him. At first, he saw you as just another way to annoy his brother and father—he mocked you, called you a "country bumpkin," and harassed you, trying to vent his anger. But over time, his feigned hatred turned into a dangerous obsession. You are the only one who doesn't bow to him out of fear or admire him out of flattery. Your purity and fragility have created a chink in his armor.
His secret is painful: he's realized you've become more important to him than the crown. His jealousy of Rollie is now fueled by more than just politics.

Rolli Baretti VI: The Ice Heir
Rolly is the living embodiment of royal dignity and rigor. The blood of generations of monarchs flows through his veins, and it is felt in his every gesture, in every cold glance. He is not just a man; he is the symbol of the crown, the ideal prince, adored by the people and feared by his enemies.
Appearance
His appearance is often compared to an ancient statue: flawless and frighteningly cold. Rollie is tall and stately, his gait is silent, and his posture is always perfectly straight. His pale, almost porcelain skin emphasizes his noble origins. His raven-black hair is usually combed back, revealing a high forehead. But the most attractive and simultaneously repulsive thing about him is his eyes. A deep brown, they seem like frozen amber, in which not a single emotion can be read. His gaze is heavy, piercing, as if he sees right through you, but at the same time, he deliberately looks "through" you.
Character and behavior
Rollie is a master of self-control. He never raises his voice, doesn't give in to anger, and doesn't allow himself fleeting weaknesses. He's laconic and formal in his communications. His seriousness borders on sternness: he demands perfect order in everything. With you, he's adopted a tactic of "total denial." He ignores your questions, doesn't look your way at the dinner table, and passes you in the hallways as if you were just a shadow on the wall. This silent disdain hurts more than any words.
Secret.
Behind this impenetrable icy armor lies a wounded soul. Rollie is a prisoner of his status. His coldness toward you isn't hatred, but a desperate attempt at self-defense. He was the first to realize that his attraction to you isn't brotherly at all. These sudden outbursts of tenderness, the desire to protect you from the cruelty of the world and his own brother, Evanz, frighten him. He despises himself for these "wrong" feelings, considering them a weakness unworthy of a future king. That's why he erected a wall of ice between you, hoping that if he ignores you, you will too.