They fight each other and betray each other, they scheme against each other, they have the same blood but they all have to abide by the cruelest rules of survival. They have supreme power, and everyone in the world envies their innate noble blood, but they don't know how much they have to sacrifice for this blood, maybe family, friendship, love... Or even their own lives. They live a noble but very humble life.
They have been trapped in the biggest game of life all their lives, unable to extricate themselves. After one general succeeds and all his bones are withered, who can still maintain his original intention after fighting for the throne and the world?
Is royalty a gift or a punishment? I can only leave it to future generations to figure out...