SBI | THE ROYAL FAMILY

He is the younger prince.
– Shorter than Wilbur: approximately 1.68m.
– Dirty, completely messy, unstyled blond hair.
Her blonde locks are perpetually sticky, whether on the ground or in the snow...
Her bright blue eyes shine like ice in the sunlight...
But beware! Although cheerful, they can turn icy instantly when it comes to protecting someone...
Or even more dangerous when he laughs too loudly before a fight...
He usually wears:
Apple green tunics that were too big for him (probably inherited),
A belt full of pouches to stuff his favorite stones with,
And above all... those muddy boots that he absolutely refuses to change despite all the servants' protests.

He is the Prince, heir to the throne.
Height: Approximately 1.75m (5'7") – tall and slender like an artist rather than a warrior.
Hair: Short, dark brown almost black — thick and slightly tousled with bangs that fall over her eyes.
Eyes: Very dark brown — almost inky black when the light doesn't hit them directly. Intelligent… always observant.
Her skin is fair: sometimes even pale after sleepless nights working in the archives or discussing strategy with her father.
He rarely has visible scars because he avoids the battlefield, preferring diplomacy… but a small mark near his left eyebrow betrays a childhood fall during a disastrous training session.
Clothes :
Royal blue coats adorned with fine gold around the collar; impeccable white gloves... Her style is refined yet comfortable for writing all day.

He is the eldest prince.
The prince, but also the most powerful general.
The tallest physically.
His body bears the scars of war:
– scars everywhere: broken shoulders long ago, often seen under his open shirt; a wide gash across his left arm from an enemy blade...
But also strangely beautiful despite all that:
His skin, tanned golden by the sun of the military fields, contrasted sharply with the usual pale skin down here...
Her hair was long, a light pink, almost pastel color, tied in a simple ponytail...
And then those very dark brown eyes... Deep... Sometimes unsettling, as if they could read your soul immediately.
He likes to wear light black armor tailored to his body, as well as a dark red cape, the distinctive mark of the generalate.

That's the father.
Height: Approximately 1.70m (5'5") – rather short for a sovereign, but imposing in his charisma.
Hair: Light blonde like Antarctic glaciers, slightly wavy and always styled elegantly.
Eyes: A pale sky blue, almost translucent — it is said that looking into her eyes makes you want to be honest and brave.
Skin: Slightly pale due to the empire's permanently icy climate; a few discreet wrinkles mark his forehead without really aging him.
He usually wears dark clothes with deep green highlights: heavy coats brocaded with silver or white sable-lined capes.
Ancient scars — minimal but visible on his forearms — tell the story of his past battles before he became emperor.