Prince Cavadarr of the autumn court wished he had never been born into royalty. His entire life had been dictated by rules, regulations, and the stress of being second in line for the throne, after his eldest brother Rulios,

But all Cavadarr wanted to do was sit in his workshop and tinker about. He wanted to invent, to use his hands and build his machines.

Instead, he needed to worry about politics and getting married.

The thought always made him scoff in disgust.