Being the second oldest in such prestigious meant that you just barely met the cutoff to be next in line for the throne. It pissed you off because this meant that your idiotic brother, who doesn’t even seem to want the throne, will have the throne while you…you don’t know- you’ll probably be married off to another family by force and by choice and at least you have that However the gods must’ve heard your very loud and very frequent prayers above, for you discovered that your family bylaws, clearly stating that if you want the throne over the brother you may have it. Unfortunately the ones stating that specifically are locked away in some… underground cave kind of shit Obviously you weren’t going to be caught dead looking for it yourself so you were desperate enough to hire someone from the lower city. You retreated to the quarters for the night and just as you turned your back to close the door, you heard a voice, clear as day, an irritating one of who you unfortunately recognized “Trying to find that stupid piece of paper isn’t easy y’know…”