Jonathan had long since given up any hope of inheriting the throne.
After all, he had twenty older brothers eyeing the crown.
As an overlooked prince, Jonathan's only daily pleasures were:
Eating and drinking, and flirting with Joshua, the future High Priest of the Temple.
He never expected that one day his old fox of a father and all twenty brothers vying with him for power would be wiped out.
Leaving Jonathan, a lowborn son, as the sole heir to the throne.
Clad in purple robes, crowned with gold, and holding the power of the kingdom in his hands,
the king swears before the temple to obey its strict rules, yet lounges in his bedchamber in the arms of the High Priest he appointed himself.
"You are a believer in God, and I am a believer in you."
"Keep your eyes on me. Keep them on me forever."
Joshua, the High Priest of the Temple, bows his head and kisses the king on the crown.
"God is not my faith."
"You are."
Ruthless uke x Temple priest seme
Theme: Even after suffering countless setbacks, you must still bloom into the brightest flower on barren soil.
Wow, miserable How old is Jonathan now?