—Everyone? Even those who live in your city's port market? —Ibven asked, looking very skeptical.
Jimmien wasn't planning to lie, so with a sigh, he said: —No, I don't know the city port.
Turning to look at Jimmien, Ibven laughed again, shaking his head in disappointment: —Really, you're losing more and more in this bet...
Annoyed, Jimmien finally decided to clarify: —Listen, before I was king while I was prince, I was not allowed to set a single foot outside the castle, not a single one; I had to take care of myself because I am the only heir of the family. If I die, everything will be over, my whole family ends with me...
—And your brother? You have Jessy, isn't he also a prince in your kingdom? —Ibven asked.
—He doesn't count as an heir, even though he's older... The only real heirs
