Ok, I have some good news and some bad news.
The bad news is that many people witnessed my mother bursting into the tavern I was in and chasing me around the tables with her shoe in her hand. Now most people remember her screaming at me about lying about Reinhardt being my father, and as she was hitting me with her shoe she kept going on how there was no doubt that my real father was the caravan guard. So, I might have been misinformed about Reinhardt, and my claim to the Acre throne.
But the good news is that I got curious about my father, and went to the nearest cleric with ten of my toughest men and asked about my bloodlines. After some intimidating questioning, we found out that I am the direct descendant of the Emperor of Calradia. Right before Zendar had that massive earthquake and all the royal family were killed, one of the daughters had snuck out of the palace to elope with her lover. During the power struggle that ensued, she dared not say anything for fear of assasination by the Vaegir or Swadian claimants.
Well, that was my great great great grandmother, and now I lay claim to all of Calradia.
Thank you for your support.