“Shall we have some fun today?”

Blake, your twin, tempted as they draped themselves over your shoulder. They looked to you mischievously and you could practically feel the trouble brewing.

“I hear father will send the heir out on a mission.”

Blake grinned with hints of violence. The heir was the name they used to describe the one who was presented to the public. Their parents never told them which one was the true heir. Claiming it would cause too much rivalry.