Kings are not crowned because of who they grew up to be. They're crowned because of the power they possess and the pressure that they must overcome.
Since birth, it was either the Norway or no way at all. Brothers Royal, Kingston, and Princeton lived and would probably die by that code. Their family legacy ran deep and wasn't one to be taken lightly. Pressure rested on their shoulders from the moment they took their first breath. Failure was not an option and, whenever tested, they had no choice but to pass with flying colors. Their father, Sire Norway, along with generations of Norway men, paved a way for the brothers that made life easy, yet difficult. They never had to prove to the streets that they were kings; instead, they had to hustle for their last name, making that their ultimate crown.
For every king, there's a queen but, when lust and drama blur the view, it can be hard to find her in the sea full of peasants. Take the journey with these black, handsome, bossed up brothers as they face pressures from all angles. The journey isn't an easy one but, with the reward being a last name to carry and give to your queen, sometimes the pressure doesn't create diamonds but, instead, crowns a king.