If the crown fit's

A young humana bastard of the Kingdom of Humania the frontier of the last of the hybrid human race is sent as a messanger of war to a very old allie on Isle Esrin a land where each blood race lives together in harmony. Except one. One banned race. Humana. The bastard prince sheltered and loved is now on his own to this new strange world he know's nothing of where it's not the race of creature you are but the price based on the color of your blood. Few are ever blessed with blood of deiti or daemun. Ichor stained with a high humana lord. Deep honey gold and a blessing he know's all too well is worthy of war.