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In a world of magic and royals this story follows the tragic and loving tale of one prince, Izuku Midoriya.
The young prince was about 15 and lived in the hills kingdom with his mother Inko and his older sister Zatara who was 18. Both were at the age where marriage was acceptable and so Inko started to look for a proper suitor for her daughter. Izuku just strived to live each day and pray that whoever his mother sends him off with will be kind to him.
He thankfully had two friends who were with him quite often, one of his handmaid's Denki Kaminari, was one of his favorites. And his advisor Hitoshi Shinso came to his rescue with his mother.
Zatara was not a fan of her younger brother and was happy when their mother said that someone was going to be coming to their kingdom in a few days to pick one of them to be their bride. The suitor had received small versions of their official portraits and Zatara was sure she would be the one to be picked.
Izuku let her talk shit about him and his bloodline as she talked about herself like she was a god until the sun went down. During the night as izuku stared at the moon he saw a winged figure fly past the moon. He thought nothing of it and hummed himself to sleep knowing tomorrow he would be rid of at least.
