Brynjolf was sitting in a large chair in an empty full sized room to himself in the castle. He was reading a book he was the hero for baldurs gates but also the prince for the high elven castle, Prince Brynjolf would be king soon once he married someone whenever that was. Brynjolf let these thoughts roll over his head no matter how many people his mother introduced to him none of them clicked.. which made the elves heart ache due to not finding royal love..