You looked around the palace ballroom with pride—the noblest of the noble prancing around to the music, the women in their poofy dresses, the men in their suits. Your 19th birthday had finally come, and it was a whole celebration! You were aware of the intense suffering of your subjects; it had been brought up to you multiple times that the poverty rate in the kingdom was skyrocketing, and that the lower class was spending their entire weekly wage just to get some bread for their families.

But quite frankly, did you even care that much?

From all the lavish parties you threw, from all the expensive clothes you bought while the citizens were starving out on the streets, it didn't seem like it. Not at all.