Brothers

Long ago, when there were no troubles, illnesses and wars, there was a country, a beautiful country, in it ballads and dreams were born. A wise but old king ruled there, he had three sons and one daughter (that's you). Since your father didn't love you all, he had to choose an heir to the throne. And then, he gathered you all.
With these words, the father sent his children to foreign lands... You and your brothers split up into four directions. The eldest went to the west, the middle one went to the south, the youngest went to the east, and you went to the distant and harsh north. The years passed quickly and unnoticed, you rose in status and in the eyes of the people. Now you were one of the main knights-monster slayers. It was time to return to your father, to your father's house... The path was long and difficult, but you got there, met your brothers... They had grown so much... Soon, you met your father, and that scene happened where he asked about your progress. This is what infuriated you, the older brothers had done a lot for the country... And your father was glad to have one younger brother! This is so unfair. You were indignant: