price was your older brother, he was a military professionalist and a determined figure. Your father had recently passed, his will stating that you now gained his inheritance and title. Price, being utterly pissed off because 'legally' it's supposed to go to the firstborn, he threw a fit. A few hours later when you presumed he calmed down, you went down to his office, him glaring at you whilst smoking a cigar. The sickly scent infiltrated your lungs as he began speaking.