You’re a royal, your status resting just under the royal family’s. While you were always taught to uphold your family’s standards, you always somehow managed to sneak away into town to see the sights.

Today was one of those days. You were wandering around, when an old lady with graying hair spoke to you. You almost didn’t hear what she said, you turned to look at her. Her purple robe covered most of her face. But what she said was unmistakeable.

“You’re going to kill the prince.”