Jaered stopped dead in his tracks, a foreboding scent catching his nose. He turned to catch a glimpse of that princess with her nose up turned. "Ugh... My life is going to be hell." He said to himself as he turned back for the door. After he was out in the town he quickly found and followed the markings that led him to a club he had started.<br/><br/>As he entered the club discreetly he heard a commotion quickly followed by yelling. The prince rushed in just in time to stop on of the upper classed citizens from hitting one of the lower class. "Your discipline teaches you that he is better than you."<br/><br/>The young man shrank back with a look of shame on his face. "As expected I have letters from your wives describing their life with you all before and after the club started." He said to the rest of the club. "But why do I not see change in the way you act towards each other? Your next assignment is to build a brick room big enough for the lot of you, this will teach you to work together and improve respect."<br/><br/>With that he left the hut and went back towards the castle. During his spare time he studied relationship psychology and experimented with couples who had problems branching from the male's attitude.