Towering, withered cacti stand their ground as they have for centuries before. There are so many cacti that no one is able to see through the dense field. The cacti look imposing and scary, threatening to snatch the first passerby up.
Cactus Field, Desert
villagers
royal
I was born to the royal family and have always lived in luxury. I dislike being a royal, however, as I struggle to face my duty of deciding the fate of my country and my people. Many look to me to choose the future of our country but I am unsure if my decisions will be what's best for my people.
Hello villagers.  What brings you to this field? We have come to rise up and put an end to your tyranny in favour of your brother becoming king! At least he could be more kind! Oh fine.  I am doing a lousy job anyway.  Here, take my Royal robes and give them to my brother.  He was always the smarter one anyway. You expect us just to belive you will leave this place and sit beside your brother as king? Oh no you have to die here in the field! Ugh, fine.  I have been terrible.  I have done nothing good for my people.  Every decision I make, if I even make a decision, has turned out to be a disaster.  I can't even keep these cacti alive! Why dont you try to be better then? If you have realised your tyranny why not cahnge before it came to this? I have tried!  The truth is, I do not like being king.  I am not cut out to face this sort of duty.  I have offered my brother the crown as I think he would be a better king but he has always refused.  I guess he didn't think he would be respected if I was still alive. That must be why he sent you. H So go ahead.  End it all. Goodbye cruel world! We will not kill you, If what you're saying is true we are willing to give you one more chance. Your brother didnt send us he doesnt even know we are here! Then what shall I do?  If my brother will not take the crown, how am I supposed to use this chance? You can start by feeding your villagers, we are starving and everything we farm goes to you to be sold for profit. 