I've always hated Dawn my sister, I know I shouldn't but it all stems from the day she was born. Up to then I was the only one, the heir of the family name and fortune. Then she came along and I was forgotten, worse even I had to change my life because she was there. You know how it is, be quiet or you'll wake your baby sister or sorry we can't go out because we can't find a babysitter etc. Ok I know sibling rivalry is common and I should have grown out of it by now, but fuck it why should I.
The spoiled son seems to be kind-hearted, but he has been plotting against his dignified and noble mother for a long time. If morality is just a shackle that binds the spiritual level, then love can break everything in the secular world.