A surprise meeting with one of your sisters

Of course, as you had learned well by now, the universe both gave and took away in equal measure. You had been given much, the sex **** that was a former princess, a shoot at the throne, more power than you had ever dared to hope. But the cost was equally dire, and it was one that you had - up until now - not really considered.

Your sister had decided to pay you a visit.

Vrasha the good. Vrasah the noble. Vrasha the hero of the war. The only person who even rivalled you for a chance at the throne. The one who had always been so good and so perfect, the apple of your father's eye! She was an armour-clad buffoon who had many times led nigh suicidal changes with no understanding of tactics or reasoning! Oh, she was a good fighter, you would give her that. But the general of an army didn't have to fight! They had to lead! They had to understand! They had to plan!

And Vrasha… dear, sweet, stupid Vrasha, she could do none of those things. She was a good symbol, a frontline warrior, a hero to your people. But she was not smart like you were. She was dumb, or at least, so you usually felt. The problem was...

Well, the problem was that in the empire, dumb heirs did not often manage to survive as long as she had. And sometimes... when she thought you were not looking, you caught that glint in her eyes which made you worry that she was much smarter than she let on.

You didn't like that feeling. Not at all. It meant that you had misjudged her. And if you had done that... if she had really fooled you...

Then what else had she managed to slip passed you?

You didn't like Vrasha. She was a threat to you. Worse, she was a threat that managed to confuse you as to how dangerous she actually was. She seemed so stubborn, and so self righteous, yet she had walked right out of every trap you had ever set.

Why had she come to visit you now?

Could it be because your father was dead?

Could she be making a play for the throne? An empress had not happened for generations, but, there was no law against it. And if any one of your siblings could take the throne away, it would be Vrasha.

She could spoil all of your fun, and cast your future into doubt... for the sake of all that you held dear, you had to do something about her, but what could you do?