Along comes dear uncle with his shiny blood claim, and it all goes like the proverbial fairytale. Thanks to dear DaddyвЂ™s martial exploits, the treasury is empty, the armies are dead, and family authority shaky. Your new character is a 2-year-old with the вЂdrooling moronвЂ™ trait.

Back to square 1 say hello to fraternal in-fighting, and freshly predatory neighbours. Where before you were the King of England, Wales, Scotland and Ireland, you are now the King of England, with neighbourly Kings of Scotland, Wales, and Ireland. All вЂњduplicatesвЂќ at that level will be handed out to the younger heirs. Suddenly your realm fractures вЂ“ and you discover that under gavelkind law, the eldest heir only receives a single вЂњcopyвЂќ of the highest level title. Heirs pose no problem: youвЂ™ve got sons and to spare. Title after title falls into your sweaty little hands.

Then the plague/Mongols/assassins/tournament come to town, and before you know it, people are dropping dead left, right and centre due to freak bad luck. So youвЂ™ve done your duty and provided for the succession. Marry your little princess off in a standard marriage вЂ“ in which she joins her husbandвЂ™s family вЂ“ and itвЂ™s the end of your line, no matter how many bratlings she produces. It means that her offspring will inherit her dynasty name, i.e. If your heir is female, itвЂ™s the single most important word in the English language after вЂњteaвЂќ. No sons, no other applicable males, and no time to rush through that female inheritance law. 1 Being a small collection of ways to lose:Д«eing a small collection of ways to lose: Not Enough Relatives.

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