A true king rejected the weaknesses of a fragile heart. The notion of love and acceptance was a wayward dream that should have ceased to exist the moment the crown of Canait was placed upon Haoyu’s head. He had no choice but to accept the throne, his elder brother Haoran having abdicated, leaving the burden of leadership to Haoyu. If he could not have chosen, in life, who he wanted to be, the very least he could do was choose who he wanted to love and be loved by.