((You can be a villager oc, you can be Apollo, I've even got it set up where you can take over as either klavier or Kristoph))

Klavier trailed along peacefully behind his brother, walking through the village. He enjoyed the sights and smells of the market. There was a baker, butcher, fresh cut flowers, he thought it was wonderful. He didn't even notice how the crowds to quickly parted like the red sea for his brother, King Kristoph.

"Are we going to the bakery?" Klavier asked, intrigued

"No." Kristoph said plainly. "I have to pick up a suit. I figured you might appreciate some detours."

And Klavier did like seeing anything in the village. They came to a stop in the town square. Klavier looked around for a bit before looking up at his brother, who had halted with crossed arms. Seeing he had Klavier's expectant attention Kristoph began to speak. "I wanted to tell you I'm disappointed in your... status. Your conduct as a prince. You've made nothing of yourself. No land, no slaves, no wife or concubines. You haven't even gotten into trading or collecting. As a prince or someday future king you need to be worth something and appear higher status."

"I need things for that? Wait why would a prince need land, I live in the castle?" Klavier asked. Kristoph groaned and face palmed.

"My point is you need to grow up and have things an aristocratic man would want." Kristoph huffed. His gaze traveled across the square. "There. The slave market came to town, go get one."

"You're joking right? I have so many butlers, they're quite sufficient and polite–" Klavier trailed off when he saw the seriousness on Kristoph's face. He suddenly felt sick to his stomach, feeling horrible about this idea. "No, I-I, uh, I can't, I don't..." he let out a whine of protest, floundering for words.

"You're a wimp..." Kristoph sighed. "Could you at least find... a potential suitor? Can you find a bride in this town?" He didn't think that was too hard of a challenge for Klavier. To give him a few days of looking for a spouse option. Honestly he just wanted to get Klavier something to occupy him and get him away from anything political. Kristoph was paranoid, like a mental issue and hated anyone that was a viable threat to the throne pacifying Klavier with a slave– or now in this case a pretty bride.... suited his plans well.