ILGM – Editor’s Choice (2026)
ILGM is the US‑focused seed bank with a germination guarantee and fast shipping. Trusted by thousands of growers nationwide.
- ✅ Auto-flowering & feminized seeds
- ✅ High germination rate
- ✅ Fast US shipping
- ✅ Excellent customer support
Herbies Seeds
Herbies Seeds offers a huge selection with worldwide shipping. A solid choice for international growers.
- ✅ Wide variety of strains
- ✅ Reliable shipping
- ✅ Good customer service
- ✅ Payment options available
Crop King Seeds
Crop King Seeds offers a variety of Canadian strains. Slightly lower ratings but still a good option for many growers.
- ✅ Canadian strains
- ✅ Reliable shipping
- ✅ Decent customer support
- ✅ Payment options
Crown Royale seeds. Just the name sounds like something you’d stash in a velvet pouch next to a bottle of whiskey and a loaded revolver. It’s got that kind of swagger. This isn’t your average backyard bud—this is the kind of strain that walks into a room and everyone shuts up for a second. Not because it’s loud. Because it’s heavy. Regal, even. But not in a snobby way. More like a queen who’s seen some shit and still sits tall.
It’s an indica-dominant hybrid, and yeah, I know—everyone says that about everything now. But this one leans into it. Like, sink-into-the-couch-and-forget-what-you-were-saying levels of chill. There’s blueberry in the lineage, and you can taste it if you’re paying attention. Sweet, but not candy-sweet. More like the last bite of pie your grandma made before she passed. A little sad, a little warm. Sticky on the fingers.
Growing it? Not for the lazy. Or maybe it is, if you’re the kind of lazy that still checks pH levels and trims fan leaves while watching reruns of X-Files. It’s a short plant—bushy, stocky, like it’s been doing squats. Good for indoor grows, especially if you’ve got nosey neighbors or a landlord who “just wants to check the water heater.” Yields are solid. Not insane. But solid. Enough to make you smile when you open the jar three months later and it still smells like purple dreams.
Some people say it’s good for stress. I say it’s good for forgetting your ex’s birthday and not feeling bad about it. It doesn’t hit you like a train. It’s more like a velvet hammer—soft at first, then suddenly you’re staring at the ceiling wondering why your hands feel like they’re made of bread. Good bread. Artisan. With rosemary.
I’ve had friends swear it helped with their anxiety. Others said it made them too quiet. Depends on the day, the dose, the demons. You know how it goes. No magic bullet. Just a plant. A damn fine one, though.
And the seeds? Feminized. Which means no dicking around with males. No heartbreak. Just plant, nurture, harvest, repeat. There’s something satisfying about that. Like baking bread or fixing an old bike. You do the work, you get the reward. No shortcuts. No bullshit.
Honestly, if you’re looking for something flashy, something that screams “look at me” with neon terps and THC percentages that sound like a dare—this ain’t it. Crown Royale doesn’t need to shout. It just sits there, calm, confident, and waits for you to catch up.
And when you do? Damn. It’s like coming home after a long, weird trip. Shoes off. Lights low. Everything just . . . settles.