The genotypically and phenotypically perfect heads of the Crown empire.

Modus operandiEdit

Above common humanity in many ways, including it seems morality. As they do not concern themselves with common people.

Their power and influence is such that people swear,[1] and pray,[2] by them and not any deity.


Typically tall, ivory white, usually with blonde hair and blue eyes.

They are known to wear armored clothes.[3]


This aristocracy members are kept secret from people.[4] Actual deaths are concealed from the public.

They need their professors and adequate care, such as nutrition, to continually function at their best.[5] They are request checkups to ensure top functioning.[6]

The actual line of succession is complicated.[7]


Ranked in order of importance, this list encompasses the empire's royalty which would normally be held separate.


  • Comparisons have been drawn between them and the fair folk. Particularly the elves of Hellboy the golden army for their complexion.

References Edit

  1. “Good Lords!” came the response. Then, after a moment, less surprised and more shocked, “Good fucking lords.”[...]“I’ll talk! I’ll talk! Lords of the fucking Crown Kingdom, I’ll talk, just- please don’t.” - Excerpt form Black Sheep 13.4
  2. The woman spoke, and her voice was inaudible. It was soft because she knew what was happening, not because the drug was already taking effect, I was almost positive. I only made out the latter three-quarters. “…the Lord King of the Crown Empire, for arming you with knowledge and talents and putting you in front of me and Sylvia…” - Excerpt form Head over Heels 16.11
  3. Interlude 7.y
  4. Infante. That put this man around the ninth, tenth, or eleventh place from the throne, though it was always hard to tell, with new births and deaths that weren’t spoken of. My memory of these things was bad to begin with, but I thought of two possibilities for who he might be. Either the Lord King’s second grandchild or husband to the youngest child of the king. - Excerpt from In Sheep’s Clothing 10.17
  5. “I’m not even ‘Lady Gloria’ anymore, then. Two of my three Professors are sick with dehydration and hunger. Their care of me has floundered,” she said. “Being atop that building over there for a day and night hasn’t helped matters.”

    “That was the intent,” Mary said. “We might not be able to defeat Nobles, but we can drive home just how dependent you are on them.”

    “One among many of a series of realities I’ve suspected but never had to face,” Gloria said. She paused, and then swept into a curtsy that became a kneeling position. I wondered if it was a motion practiced and reserved solely for the likes of the King or perhaps the Infante. - Excerpt from Root and Branch 19.15
  6. He turned to his doctor. “Professor Berger, Adams, Cameron. A checkup, if you please. I want to make sure my weapons and body are prepared, if it comes down to it.”

    The loyal professors wasted no time in attending to the task. - Excerpt from Interlude 8.x
  7. “The runaway. It sounds like she had good reasons for leaving home. Being pushed into marriage with a noble?”

    “The Baron, no less,” Jamie said. “The Duke got started early in terms of military strategy and leadership. The Baron? Sixty-four nobles would have to die before he got his shot at the Crown, possibly sixty-five if the Infante of Crown Hispana gets a younger sibling this year. The Baron is closer to the Gages in social rank than to the Duke. Five steps below the Duke, four steps above the Gages. Few opportunities, few reasons to go out and do things.” - Excerpt from Bleeding Edge 8.2
  8. (7 doctors?)Excerpt from Lips Sealed 3.10
  9. Excerpt from Gut Feeling 17.16