Alastor. Your Older brother...Your tormentor. He is the heir to your father, the king's, throne. He LOVES to rub that in... You used to be good friends, great friends, even. but as you grew up, and your father inflated Alastor's head...

You hate- no- loathe each other. Today, your father told you to wake him up for breakfast. You wake him up, softly. You try to be nice.